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The Bunnington Post: Through the Lagomorph Lens

  • Back to normal

    Five minutes, it only took five minutes for the paps to arrive right after the superinjunction was lifted. There’s one now, crawling around outside the hutch trying to pap me having dinner with Haas. Uh-oh. No time to tidy my mane… Hope tomorrow’s front page will look acceptable!

  • Superinjunction no more

    Max darling, it’s me. Yes, we’re fine, thank you, bit damp but the grass is still tasty enough. Listen honey, I had a word with my Bink, and he talked to Katrijn who consulted with Haas, and we’re all of the same opinion on this one: we don’t like the new superinjunction after all. ……

  • The paps are back

    Delores… Don’t look. The paparazzi are back. Let’s just ignore them tonight Bink. I’m phoning Max first thing tomorrow. He’ll get us a superinjunction, don’t worry!

  • Dear Editor: Ancestry

    Dear Editor, I am so excited about finding my cousin Katrijn in the pages of the Bunnington Post. Katrijn, your mother’s mother was from Brackley originally before she moved to Bicester where you were born, and the Brackley clan had moved there from Kettering in 2006. That was because your great-great-grandfather had walked out on…

  • Breakfast most pleasant

    Thank you, I think I shall indeed have breakfast in the morning room. Please iron my newspaper for me, I should like to read up on the Comprehensive Spending Review. Poor old boy, George O.!  Just a little misguided at times, but what do you expect, he’s only been in the job for five months. Shouldn’t…

  • How do I miss thee

                    Delores my lovely wife: How do I miss thee? Let me count the ways. I miss thee to the depth and breadth and height of our empty hutch My Soul can reach, it hurts so much for the empty corner that is your space. I miss thee…

  • Tentative frolick

    My poor Delores. She’s clearly feeling under the weather still! She has to stay in the house while she recovers from her colonic ordeal. I’m glad she came out to play for a bit in the sunshine though, we had a nice cuddle and a few affectionate nose bumps. I do miss her in the…

  • Bye bye tunnel…

    Ooh, one last look in the tunnel then. Now that everyone’s safe, we don’t need it anymore. So much work my Delores put into it, and we all know the good it did the design of the Phoenix capsule, being able to share her expertise. Hmm, yes, first class engineering: that’s Delores!

  • Colonic Irrigation

    Well. What can I say? My two-day sojourn in Oxfordshire’s “hottest colonic irrigation clinic” was nowhere near as glamorous as their website suggests. Instead of the expected relaxing daily massages, aromatherapy and maybe a nice pedicure thrown in, I ended up with an IV drip in my ear in a rather basic room. I ended up…

  • Manners, manners!

    Ah love me Katrijn, ah does. She’s fuffy ‘n warm like, wif mane like a fella’s neva before seen. Dere’s ju’ one lickle detail rite, bovvers me a’ feedin’ time. Da lady likes a bogie.

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