Lara Croft and the Curse of the Garage Shelving Lara Croft and the Curse of the Garage Shelving
“Well, that’s not exactly the most excitingadventure I think I’m likely to go on”. Said Lara Croft. “Quite” said her Butler, Winston Smith “nevertheless... Lara Croft and the Curse of the Garage Shelving

“Well, that’s not exactly the most excitingadventure I think I’m likely to go on”. Said Lara Croft.

“Quite” said her Butler, Winston Smith “nevertheless it is a vitally important one”.

“What guns will I need?”. Said a suddenly perky Lara.

“None at all”. Replied Smith

“Can I use my quad bike?” enquired Lara.

“No as it won’t fit. You haven’t found the key yet to open that part of the garden anyway”, Smith said with a slight smirk.

“Do you want me to shut you in the walk-in freezer again, by accident of course…” said Lara with a full smile and with all the sweetness and bitterness of a 6-year-old pageant entrant. Smith shivered, partly out of memory and partly out of fear. He remembered why he was there and rallied well.

“M’Lady”, he said, in a passable Parker from Thunderbirds impression, “all you need to do is look at this website https://www.garage-shelving.co.uk/ and make a selection as to which one you want the garage kitted out in. You know full well as I do that the job of the garage tidying is very, very important and it needs your full attention”.

“Does it though? I mean, here I am “Jane Bond” as they like to call me. Sole inheritor of the Croft family fortune, slayer of Jade Dragons and Tyrannosaurs Rex’s, Conqueror of Egyptian puzzles, I mean I could go on…”

Yes, you could Smith thought, and this is not getting the job done. Smith looked at the young girl, head strong, playful and very wilful. Had her parents lived what would they have made of this girl? He’d never seen her wear a dress, in fact she’d been wanting to hang around the Angkor Wat’s of this world since she was a teenager. He wondered if she really was the post-modernish feminist Icon she was thought to be. Was that actually possible when all you wear is a very tight T-Shirt, guns, boots and safari hot pants, even when you’re in the Antarctic. No hang on, she did put a thickish jacket on for that one. At least she said she did. She had to grow up and face the realities of the situation and lifecan’t all be savage wolves and sunshine.

Lara then sensed the mood, she didn’t want to hurt the old man and it really had been accident with the freezer. She’d been against having one, but the old boy had wanted it. Probably expected her to “entertain” again. She could indulge him this once.

“Ok I’ll choose some shelving”,

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