Humming "All the nice girls love a sailor. All the nice girls love a tar..."

SINS carefully warms some salted water to melt the ice around the squid. SEVERN! Get away from that burner. We will have NO theatrics here.


WArm water in a watering can, add the spray attachment and, being sure to coat every damn bell with salt water, she heads for the ice rink. A little spray here and a little spray there and voila! though a strange shade of blue, the squid is free.

Meantime the rusty bells quiet down and the Morris Dancers make do with some single malt and ale. Apparently that careless remark about propagation has them all confused.