Well puss, we must leave behind this idyllic and bucolic scene, and head for old London town, for tis there I mean to seek my fortune. Times in the village of Hampstead have changed especially now Jack Straw's Castle has been closed for renovations by Carol Smellie. My Grandad has nowhere to go after a hard day hoeing turmits, and what's more he says he misses the spittoon. Well he always did!!
My name is Dick, you know Dick by name, Dick by nature, and my cat is called Beaver, good name for a pussy that.
Well here I go with my bundle over my shoulder, gosh what adventures shall we have on our way, I wonder?