On the path they found Cinderella revealing her backside to them. Jack threw his arms up in suprise and even though the cup of tea had spilt over his lap, Jack smiled when the saucer landed on the moon.

Well that was easier than expected.

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... like the game of Mornington Crescent in its purest form, the enjoyment of this particular variant is participatory, anticipatory, circulatory, narratory and any other -atory you may care to throw on the pile.
A race to the finishing line, it most certainly is not!
Patience gentlemen please :-)
[and a little wry subtlety wouldn't go amiss]

I think I'll just observe this one, I'm no good at telling stories. Not to people that aren't the police, anyway.