Yup here you go the Foggys Twee number Twoo, a space on the landing calling out fir another tree (geddit, tee hee). We decided to branch out and extend our collection because we couldn’t leaf this one all alone.

The management accept no responsibility for the state of these puns and wish to apologise for letting me free with a compooter, so I’ll go out on a limb with the next one (drum roll please).

Only 22 days till the fat man slips down yer chimney, scoffs yer cake (for those of you that have any left eh Stu).

HO HO Hopeless