Hanky,Panky, Woopsy,Floozy,Dipstick and Poo!

In a lucky break for the police, an elderly Wick resident reported seeing a number of men answering the descriptions of the wanted fugitives drinking pints of ‘heavy’ in “Bide-a-While”, a local hostelry known to be frequented by the criminal classes. With co-operation from a hastily-assembled SWAT (Society of Wickists Against Terror) team, two agents from MI5.33 (reccurring) quickly surrounded the building. To the annoyance of Government officials this attempt to apprehend the Lelystad 6 also failed as at 19.30, the security forces hurriedly withdrew to watch a repeat of “Allo Allo” on the box! Some time later a number of men heavily disguised and conversing in dodgy French accents were seen entering “Le Petit Dak”, an ethnic fish restaurant down by the harbour.Despite the best efforts of all concerned the gang eluded capture overnight and clearly had gone to ground in a safe house. “Honest” Jock MacWhitney (a complete pratt) was brought in for questioning but observing the code of the Kosher Nostra would divulge nothing.

Early in the morning of Wednesday 17th, a chance sighting by a terminal cleaning lady of some strange goings on prompted renewed activity in Police circles. Although limited in her descriptive vocabulary, she claimed to have seen six Tele-Tubbies in the vicinity of the aircraft. Quickily dismissed as a crank, her report was filed under “Local Nutters” and rapidly forgotten.
This was just what the gang needed and before the tower at Wick could raise the alarm, Fifi Kate was airborne and aiming for the clouds and an unknown destination….possibly Iceland where they could count on the help of either “Keflavik Kevin” or “Reykjavik Ron”!

In a dramatic development MI5.33 (reccurring)’s Northern Hemisphere agent has just forwarded this photograph taken by surveillance satellite. It appears to show Fifi Kate, and a 100LL bowser bearing an unfamiliar foreign script. Could this be Reykjavik?
Of the Tele-Tubbies and the Lelystad 6 there is no sign….But hang on a
cotton-picking minute, who is this?