" well I've heard everything now - a toy horse indeed after winning all those races, having you photo taken, your portrait hung in famous places - not to mention the museum set up in your honour" the Old Administrator coughed and spluttered and his cheeks seemed to swell up and turn red as he continued to pour scorn on this humble request. Neddy waited with an obstinate look on his proud face. The rules were quite clear and he was not afraid to quote them. Behind the Old Administrator's desk hung a rather big oak frame and inside it was not a picture but The Rules. Rule number 8 stated:
'IF YOUR REQUEST IS TURNED DOWN BY ADMINISTRATION YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO
APPEAL TO THE MANAGER.'
And so it was that Neddy, who was refused outright by the Old Administrator, found himself in yet another room facing another desk but with no one to be seen. He could still hear that other voice ringing in his ears."
Chapter one, page 3, Joe's Christmas, self published on Smashwords.com
Tomorrow, we shall find out who is behind the next desk and whether Neddy will win his appeal - from a race horse to a toy horse......
See you tomorrow!! Big Love Wonka XXXX
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