BAXTER CLAN TO TAKE LEGAL ACTION OVER BARBARIC DESTRUCTION OF FAMILY HEIRLOOM

BAXTER CLAN TO TAKE LEGAL ACTION OVER BARBARIC DESTRUCTION OF FAMILY HEIRLOOM

As the dust settles at the Palfryman – Baxter country estate, and the mystery of the “Hog” that wasn’t a “Hog” continues to baffle all and sundry, litigation is now afoot relating to the wanton and indefensible destruction of a priceless family heirloom.

Many who were present at the magnificent gathering will have noticed the fine antique table in the main reception room of the country estate. Indeed, the table was held in such high regard by the vast majority of the respectful guests, that to even place a drink on the table would be a grave injustice to its unique charm.

However, one amongst the thronging masses took it within her remit to disrespect the antique work of art, and place her posterior boldly against its ancient wooden grain. Alas, the result of this unfortunate disrespect was an immediate collapse of the structure as the weight of the foolish incumbent thrashed the living daylights out of the finely structured table.

 As the beautiful table split asunder from its lovingly carved and embossed rear left leg, the thronging masses were thrown about the room accompanied by undignified squeals and guffaws as the culprate struggled to gain her balance and dignity.   Drinks were spilt on to the wonderfully pilled carpet, staining forever the thick white carpeting that stretched across the room from wall to wall.

The offending behind was soon shaking with anguish as the many bystanders wiped themselves clean and stared at the now totally destroyed piece of art.  She looked ashen and white as she quickly looked the many faces in the room, searching for either Paul or Sue so that she could unburden her soul of its aching pain and embarrassment. Soon monsieur Baxter was on the scene and after a few choice words, the countenance of fear soon changed to glee as a further drink was placed in the hand of the now stable "CHRIS".

 All was now believed to be fine, until news of the wanton destruction reached the head of the Baxter clan, ensconced in her Northampton powerbase, and soon lawyers were being instructed to begin and elaborate suite against the contrite and diminutive Chris.

 As letters are being prepared by Arthur J Fuckrudden & Co, solicitors to the landed gentry, fevered negotiations are currently taking place to settle matters out of court.

Further details will be posted here in due course.