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Deep, deep beneath the town of Skipton there lies a place that only the bravest, most fearless spieliologists dare to tread - The Gravy Vaults. The Vaults are the place from which pure gravy is tapped to feed the world's hungering gravy supply. The Gravy Barons of Skipton own half the Earth's gravy resources, and are highly protective of their rich, brown gold. Without it Yorkshire Puddings, and indeed The Sunday Roast would not be able to function. Everything depends on the gravy. As one of Skipton's top Gravy Tunnellers, it is up to me, Ken Mustard, to occasionally traverse the dangers ways of the gravy tunnel to discover leakages, seepages, and weepages. It can be a thankless task, but one that leaves a strong sense of satisfation in the mouth. The underground caverns in this part are said to be haunted by The Bisto Kids, but rumours are nothing but mere speculation. |
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