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I’ve been following this since day one.

It all started when a solicitor from Green & Blacks was appointed to the Mars Bar. Their predecessor had Twirled their thumbs for too long; The Picnic was over and it was Crunchie time.

A Bounty hunter was appointed, and the defendant was p’p’p’picked up just outside of Yorkie just After Eight, nearly escaping by a cat’s Whispa, having been hiding in an Aerodrome. He was a Chunky man with Curly Wurly hair, who his peers claimed wasn’t worth a Daim.

But it all went to Fudge, and despite being the Flakiest case in the Galaxy (aka Milky Way) he is now in Time Out.