Surely not even a trusty pair of Rockport shoes can get us out of this particular pickle?
That was the general consensus from the Nether Dangleton Church Fete Apple Bobbing Committee. They were all fully aware of the bizarre, almost magical way that Rockport shoes seemed to be able to solve a veritable plethora of problems, but surely they had bitten off more than either they or indeed Rockport shoes could chew with this latest dilemma.
They had all awoken bright and early on the sunny yet crisp Tuesday morning our story starts. The plan was to meet up at the old orchard to discuss tactics for this year’s apple bobbing competition. The Nether Dangleton Church Fete Apple Bobbing Committee – which comprised of six men, three women and a Cocker Spaniel called Kevin – had never yet lost an apple bobbing competition, thanks in no small part to Kevin, who came from a long line of champion apple bobbers and had an innate and uncanny ability to remove spherical flotsam from barrels of water.
The Nether Dangleton Church Fete Apple Bobbing Committee was renowned throughout the local area, and many feared their deeply impressive reputation. They weren’t the sort of people to get themselves into bother, which is why it was all the more worrying that they now found themselves in such a perplexing pickle.
This particular pickle is so fiendishly fearsome that I daren’t even try to find the words to describe it. The very fact that the Nether Dangleton Church Fete Apple Bobbing Committee have their doubts that even the mighty Rockport shoes cannot save them now surely speaks volumes. This is one hell of a nasty situation to find yourself in, and I for one am glad of my omnipresent yet very detached position.
So with the lives of the Nether Dangleton Church Fete Apple Bobbing Committee hanging precariously in the balance, would Rockport shoes break through the odds and save the day? One thing is for sure: if Rockport shoes can’t save them, then they really are well and truly Ronnied.




