Where DID I put that winter coat? The one with the fur collar!
Let's try the old wardrobe...
Red coat..
Cord trousers..
Bi bodywarmer - might do...
Oh there seems to be something behind...
I'll just reach through...
Can't feel the back of the wardrobe though...
I'll just have to step inside...
Hey! This doesn't feel like a wooden floor, it's like pine needles!
And it's getting colder...
What's that light ahead?
Hold on, there shouldn't be anything AHEAD, I'm in a wardrobe!











Duck realises that he is now surrounded by trees, snow is falling all around andup ahead, about 20 yards away is a kerosene lamp. The lamp is hanging from the eaves of a very strange shaped log cabin.
Outside the door is a sign which might have the name of the occupier, but plastered over the sign is a large piece of dayglow pink paper upon which somebody has painted the words SATNAS' GROT'O.

Placed under the dayglow sign is a crudely fashioned box chained to the hitching post. The box has a slot in the top, and on the underside is scratched "Propety of Cletus". A scrap of paper with "20 cents" inscribed in a hand resembling a drunken spider is cellotaped to the very dodgy looking collecting box.











Duck decides to investigate further befor parting with hard cash. He slips up to the door. He wasn't ready for the snow and ice so was caught on the hop, and it is difficult not to slide when hopping on sheet ice.
He opens the door a crack, and a blast of hot air almost knocks him off balance again. Nevertheless, he is now determined to find the secret of the log cabin. He pulls the door wide open and sees the elongated bar, the roaring fire surrounded by the empty cases of the banjos and accordiand which are just crackling nicely in the flames. He steps inside an looks off to his right. Is that a squid lounging in a pit full of green jello?
It looks suspiciously as if it might be.

Strange things, these wardrobes, thinks the Duck. It only seems like days since I was last here.........