Swindon: The Shiten Frontier.
These are the voyages of the Shiteship Shitesurprise, on a 6-hour mission to explore strange new trees; to seek out new life and new clientele; to baldly go where Bonsai has never gone before!
These are the voyages of the Shiteship Shitesurprise, on a 6-hour mission to explore strange new trees; to seek out new life and new clientele; to baldly go where Bonsai has never gone before!
Stardate 28-02.0415
The Shite shuttle Berlingo leaves outpost Lenham to collect some of the crew for Shiten’s latest journey into the unknown and to berth with the SBS Shitesurprise at Starbase P close to the outer rim of the known universe. With the co-ordinates expertly programmed into the Navi-Con it was time to engage impulse engines as before we could manage warp speed we had to navigate through some hostile sections of the galaxy - there are too many of those pesky space cameras around these days!
The Shite shuttle Berlingo leaves outpost Lenham to collect some of the crew for Shiten’s latest journey into the unknown and to berth with the SBS Shitesurprise at Starbase P close to the outer rim of the known universe. With the co-ordinates expertly programmed into the Navi-Con it was time to engage impulse engines as before we could manage warp speed we had to navigate through some hostile sections of the galaxy - there are too many of those pesky space cameras around these days!
This mission
was being commanded by Jean-Luc Picard look-a-like Senator Storey and ably piloted by Helmsman Pearson thus leaving Ensign
Suteki recharging his dilithium crystals in the rear of the ship. He wasn’t ACTUALLY supposed to be doing this
as he was meant to be keeping an eye out for Klingons on the starboard bow –
you just can’t get the staff!
Stardate 28-02.0710
The SBS Shitesurprise receives a destress signal which required re-routing to the nearest Starbase (not Bucks) to help remedy Captain Cranium’s Costa Compulsion, along with Simon’s weed weakness. With the emergency averted and the crew now suitably refreshed it was once again time for our intrepid explorers to push deeper into the neutral zone before reaching enemy territory.
The SBS Shitesurprise receives a destress signal which required re-routing to the nearest Starbase (not Bucks) to help remedy Captain Cranium’s Costa Compulsion, along with Simon’s weed weakness. With the emergency averted and the crew now suitably refreshed it was once again time for our intrepid explorers to push deeper into the neutral zone before reaching enemy territory.
Our original
orders were for a discreet, covert operation using our state of the art
cloaking device. Unfortunately, due to
Simon’s latest ensemble, the device malfunctioned* making our mission all the
more perilous – can’t take the kid anywhere!
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| The first of the Shite's "Away Team" transport down |
SBS Shitesurprise safely docks at the Swindon Space Port and unloading of the precious, and some cases NOT so precious, cargo commenced. It was good to see that many members of the Shiten Empire had rallied to the call including Chief Security Officer Will “someone’s gunna get hurt real” Baddeley. This addition to our strikefarce, along with his sidekick Kitty Gibson**, soon put the fear of god into the assembled “unbelievers” and with Ginga Ninja Jones doing his “your trees are Shite” security sweep, all seemed shite with the world!
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| Tracey worked very hard on her "camouflage" to help blend in - shame it was a Winter Image Show! |
With the Bonsai delegates from many far flung star systems congregating at this popular Starbase, the Swindonion Ambassadors, ably led by Brother Bowerbank, sensibly chose to separate the Shiten Ceramicists thus lessening the chances of a diplomatic incident. This forward thinking plan did also have advantages for the crew of the Shitesurprise as this now gave Les 2 places to park his fat arse for the day, but also two platforms to which we could “reach out” to the lost and the unhinged and help lead them to the path of peace and enlightenment!
The saga will
continue after these messages from our sponsors …………………………………………………..
(* “I ain’t even gunna TRY and camouflage dat”
was the last message before the unit when into meltdown)
(** She’s
just a puddy-tat – she told me so and I’m not gunna argue with her, are you?)
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