Today Frederick Goodge received an emergency call (red phone) and was asked to come immediately to the London Docklands Museum. Frederick said "You bet, Cheeky Boo", then put down his (fishing) rod, jumped on his (push) bike and shot off in the direction of West India (Quay).
Round the roundabout and once more for luck, the superstitious but highly reliable Frederick Goodge arrived at the museum in plenty of time but went in to the wrong entrance and was mistaken for an ordinary member of the public (Joe or Edna) and nearly charged 5 pounds! Frederick explained himself and was motioned into the secret staff headquarters, the room with the big sign on the door clearly marked "Secret staff room: staff only no ordinary Joes or Ednas".
Frederick was handed a walkie-talkie for the first time in his life, he was very excited but he didn't need to use it as there were no emergencies or even visitors that quiet Tuesday afternoon.
Then Frederick gave back the walkie-talkie, faxed over his timesheet and left, thinking all about what he had learned in the museum, like how London used to smell really bad in the 1700s and now it doesn't smell so bad but it is full of annoying people in suits, so swings and roundabouts, if you see what I mean, and then Frederick went round the roundabout and home.
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