Bruce Forsyth Goes to the Mushroom Kingdom
A Master Munchie Boredom Fiction
Bruce Forsyth was sitting in his armchair, smoking on his pipe and listening to the World Broadcast on his radio. The phone sitting on the arm of his chair rang and he picked it up.
"Hello? Who is this?" Bruce enquired
"Good day, this is Robyn Scouser, secretary for the Head of Entertainment at the BBC"
"Do they want me to do another Strictly Come Dancing?" Bruce sighed
"No, they want you back on the Game show circuit" Robyn replied, this news made Bruce jump out of his chair
"You're being serious? This isn't one of Jeremy Beadles wind-up's, is it?"
"No, a letter reached me today calling you to host various game shows, but they will be set on location" The woman said down the phone
"Huzzah! Where is the location?"
"Well, they said you could choose, you could either have quite a quaint little settlement called the Mushroom Kingdom, or you could have Hull"
"Oh god, not Hull, anything but Hull!" Bruce yelled down the phone
"Well it's settled, you're going to the Mushroom Kingdom. Better pack your bags, your transport will be here in a few hours"
"It's all a bit sudden, don't you think?"
"They like it sudden there, well, the Director Mr. Kamek, likes it sudden"
"Okie Doke, better get packing!" Bruce said, slamming down the phone "Take THAT, Chris Tarrant!" he shouted at a dartboard
Sure enough, the hyperactive ball of flatulent old man was packing his bags, ready for the trip to the Mushroom Kingdom, even bringing Mr. Kamek a present from his home, a Corgie.