At the Coral Reef stadium near the Rock Pool Palladium, a squid played a squid at table tennis for a quid.

Both cephalopods were on fire, full of molluscan desire, no sign of getting tired or their energy expired…

Tentacles were flailing, but no-one knew who was trailing, as the skunk who was scoring, was dozing and snoring

When the skunk awoke, she did roar – ‘It’s a draw!’ That’s a fact – it is the law!’

So, there it was, not in black and white, a scoresheet as empty as a day without light…but that was not at all polite, in fact it wasn’t right.

So both Squid shrugged, their frustrations sushi-raw, as they questioned the skunk and why she hadn’t kept score.

‘Blame the floating Mongoose, Terry, and the delay to his stationery ferry, he deleted the order link, and supplied me with invisible squid ink…I think…’

She replied, with a wink.