A few of my balloon modelling attempts.

Hello Steemians,

Here is a little story that I created from the small amount of pictures of my balloon modelling attempts that I have managed not to lose, somehow. Please sit down, relax and I'll begin........

'The day the spider visited'.

One morning, in George Mansions, a visitor had arrived in the kitchen. She must have crawled up the kitchen sink plug hole, but she looked a little too large to have come in that way.........

Of course, this caused a whole lot of confusion, excitement and a bit of the scardies. But, George Mansions had always prided itself on being prepared for all such eventualities and so the Fire Service was called......

................. unfortunately, their only fire engine was stuck atop an armchair, where a cat was reported to have gone missing.....

So, a call went out to everyone in George Mansions to be on their look-out for a rather large spider. Actually, her name was Doris, but nobody waited around long enough to listen to her say anything, let alone introduce herself. Doris could smell flowers and thought she might be able to catch a fly or two for dinner.

Doris decided that it was time to leave, but as soon as she moved, everybody thought she was on the attack and the alarm bells went off and all chaos broke loose. The birds all flew away, even the angry ones, who were now angrier..........

The rabbit just stood there, looking bewildered......... "What's going on, man", he said.

"Don't ask us", chimed the lobster and the fish, both at the same time.

Just then, and from out of nowhere, as if this story was being made up as the writer went along, Elvis entered the building!

......... on his motorbike......

As the alarm rang out through George Mansions, the reconnaissance group from the minions arrived with absoloutely no idea what was going on, where they were or who they were. They did bring Doris a present, which did not go down too well - a flower.

"We bring news..... and bears...

The minions asked, "Have you seen Doris, the spider. We have been using flowers to attract her. The last three magical flowers have been stolen from the princess Elsa and her face has disappeared with the flowers. We need to find all three flowers, to get back Elsa's nose, eyes and mouth. We thought Doris could help us".

"He stole my face as well", said the other princess, whose name eludes the writer at this moment in time. "She's telling the truth", muttered the bear...

"And I think that I know who he is. I am sure I saw him the other night, climbing out of a window and I bet the bag that he was carrying had the three magical flowers in it. After all, he is known as the world's greatest diamond thief............

"Yes, I think it's the Pink Panther. He's stealthy and fast, a master of prestidigitation, equivoque and subterfuge. A genuine, run of the mill, old-school geezer, but so fast is he, that he'll shake your hand and steal your watch before you have time to.... well, before you have time. So, the hunt was on for The Pink Panther. The first character to ask was Tweety Pie, but he couldn't help much, because, as he pointed out, "I haven't even finished being made yet".............

Suddenly, there was a gush of wind, followed by the sound, "Meep, meep!".....

Roadrunner stopped and said, "Meep, meep!", again, before shooting off, shortly followed by the arrival of a certain villainous arch enemy of his.............

Indeed, it was Wile E. Coyote, up to his usual tricks and no doubt something to do with The Pink Panther, but time was running out and dinner is nearly ready, so it was time to call in somebody who was as stealthy and as fast as The Pink Panther. It was time to call The Ninja!

............ and the Stewie Griffin Ninja......

It was at this point that all of the characters in this story (except for Elvis, who had left the building) looked at the writer in confusion, disbelief and it has to be said, that a certain few took utter umbrage at the realisation that he had exhausted the balloon pictures, without repeating any, and he was very tempted, but felt that having kept the readers long enough for a satisfactory conclusion, he would leave them without one, and pretend that it is one of those, 'However it ends is right for you' kind of things :).

....... did I manage to talk my way out of it?

Thank you all, very much for reading this and I hope you enjoyed the dafteness and a look at some of my balloon attempts, and now it's a very warm and friendly goodbye from me and a very warm and friendly goodbye from Doris.........

All the best :D