The town of Myzzpelt was unique. Populated by very energetic, enthusiast and enterprising folk the town thrived despite the very obvious issue with spelling.
Gorge and Vi ran the servis and repas shop fixing anything broken.
On the side, they sold mangers not that there was a great call for them, but as they said it was ‘beest to bee prepeared, you never knew when won mite be requirtied.’
We stopped in at the caphee for a coffe and enjoyed muphphins and salad samwiches.
My aged companion borght a few unec artefacs, a door flop and a blu rubber mallet.