Sherlock Foxy

Once upon a time, my little brother got a toy fox which he named Mister Foxy  and "Après moi le déluge". This was followed by a long succession of foxes. Now, his third fox, which he named William, turned up one day wearing an Action man vest [a bit on the large side] and he then became an adventures fox who solved a few crimes [from a manger who Robbed his own bank to a mayor who ran a Swiss roll factory under the Lake Geneva and Lord Bukhurst who pulled the most profitable insuring scam by robbing a Rolls Royce that he didn't even have.] these where produced as comic books but now we've gone one further and wrote a short story. So here is the first William the detective short story. [Sorry about any spelling and grammar mistakes] plus you will also get two chapters a week. So here is 

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                               At                 KEW GARDENS!

A William the detective novel.

By Arthur Shingler

Prologue

Once upon a time [lots of great stories start like that] just in front of a bank, not so far away from the M1, a car was parked. It was an Austin Healy, waiting in the darkness, for something to happen. It was a dark night in London, the street would have been completely black if it wasn’t for the street lamps that glowed orange in the empty streets. Then, all of a sudden, a shadowy figure came rushing out of the bank towards the car park.  Behind the Austin, four police men were waiting [just for those people who aren’t all that good at deduction, the guy who came running out of the bank was the crook.] the police men waited. And waited. And waited a bit more. Just then, a Jaguar XF came whizzing past with a shadowy figure behind the wheel. They had got the wrong car. On the seat beside him, was the large suitcase.

Chapter 1

As the sun poured in though the large window, that faced on to Baker Street, William Foxy sat in his chair, pondering over the new mystery that lay on his desk. Quite simply, a robber drove up in an old Austin and went in to the bank. Meanwhile, the police had got a tip off and so were hiding behind the Austin. The robber then came out of the bank with the money and ran into the car park,

The only problem arose when it was discovered that the Austin was only a decoy and the robber in question had got away in a brand new Jaguar XF. The Chief inspector sat on the other side of the desk looking rather sheepish. It is a very well known fact that police officers aren’t very happy when they have thought of a plan to catch a crook and yet he gets away from right under their noses.

‘Well’ said the police man at last, ’who dun’ it?’

‘It would appear’ commented William ‘that “who” has got away with it ‘Chiefy’.’ [Informal expression.] ‘but what I can deduce is that it took two people to do the robbery because two cars went missing from Dublin motors two days ago, a battered old Austin which wasn’t worth all that much and a Jaguar XF, 2013 reg’, which was. Now one person can’t drive two cars to London from Dublin in such a short time. What we can also work out is that the robber who didn’t go in to the bank is less than five foot. You say that you only saw one person?’

‘Yes.’ replied the Chief inspector.

’Well there you go, the other one must have been lying on the back seats when the car passed you. It can also be noted that the pair were probably in financial trouble and that’s why they just took a small quantity of the money. The only other thing which can be deduced is that this person strategically planned the bank job. This can be stated because it is just next to the M1 which is a jolly fast motor way and is connected to the A 50 slightly higher up the country and so means that they could have got to just about anywhere else in the country. So Chief Inspector’ said William. ‘Have you got any further comments about the matter then?’ William looked across the desk at the chief, who appeared to be a little bit on the pale side thought William to himself, looking at the figure across the desk from him. At length, the policeman opened his mouth a few times before saying in a rather distressed tone of voice, which seemed to remind William of somebody who has been told that their car is going to be blown up,

 ‘Oh dear.’

Chapter2

For the next few days, William thought rather hard over the mystery. The main problem was that there weren’t any obvious suspects that William could think of [which is actually a bit of a problem.] it was during one of these thinking spells that he received a phone call from the R.H.S. it was a rather distraught voice on the other end of the phone.

‘Don’t panic, don’t panic. I need a detective.

‘Yes,’ said William ‘William the detective here.’

‘It’s at Kew gardens’ informed the voice’ it’s disgraceful, it’s appalling. Come and investigate right away please.’

‘Okay,’ said William ‘what needs investigating just out of interest?’

‘It’s a case of serious vandalism. Do come at once please Mister William.’ and then hung up. ‘Oh’ said William starring at the phone. This seemed a pretty odd case as well. First the missing cars then the bank job and now, of all the peculiar things, a

“Disgraceful” and “appalling” vandalism in Kew gardens.

When William got there, he found out what the “serious case of vandalism” was. Now William knew that you weren’t meant to take scooters in to Kew gardens, but here there wasn’t a small, single little line. Instead, there were two, long, fat tyre tracks, going in a nice neat straight line which stopped next to a large flower bed and then turned round, making a very pretty pattern in the lawn, before coming back to the path and disappearing out of the gate again. They seamed to be quite deep and William almost thought they were flower beds. William was about to comment on this but thought he’d better not. With him was the person on the phone, Sara Botheringam, the chief inspector, the head gardener [known by everyone as Bob.] and a car expert to help them find out what sought of car it was. William could find some things out it wasn’t a 4 wheel drive because, imprinted in the mud were a load of foot prints, which meant that someone had had to get out and push. Was the population of British criminals going in to over drive? Or perhaps not.

More dinosaurs!

Now, here is my other island just off the coast Japan. I had to go to this island, because the other one was taken other by my own dinosaurs [see Jurassic Park]. Actually, it's just the zoo again. [But they still look very good.]

who's a pretty boy then?

ROBOT BATTLES

Once upon a time, many months ago, we built two Knex robots. Okay, they aren't real robots, but they can     move backwards and forwards. Any way, we designed them with sumo resoling in mind. The idea was that we would drive them at each over and see who's pushed who's. Not that it really matted, it turned out that neither could push either.[ But at least they both look good.]

Go Go snails!

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Hello and welcome to the Great Britain and Northern Ireland [plus any other country's if they fancy.] snail race. And now they're away [1].

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And it's number 7 who takes an early lead [2].

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But wait a second, number 6 is taking a wrong turning [3]!

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And now number 6 has just noticed his mistake [4] and is turning around [5].





But it's number 7 who takes the  grand prize![6]

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