(and she's not been wrong yet), "Let's open a site on the Internet! It would be simple and have a super effect.." (She's a pretty lass and witty, and as a rule correct). "let's call ourselves the WWW, The Wetwang Web, our own special name that sticks out a mile - we'll be renowned in the universe!" she adds with a smile. "The WWW - The
Wetwang Web!" laughs Dick the Mayor, "well I never! You're extremely good, and very clever!" On the day Wetwang is to enter the Internet, a crowd is gathered and the scene is set. But a thunderstorm knocks out the power supply - the grand opening cannot take place. Everyone is disappointed, not a smile on a face. A voice from the crowd calls out "I think it's broke- the Internet's not for us Wetwang folk". "Oh dear!" gasps the Mayor, "What's to do and whatever next? I feel put out and a wee bit vexed!". Carol, his aide, says, " Not to worry, never fear, something's bound to help us - perhaps something queer!" As she said this, from the corner of her eye, she saw something gleaming
AYE TEE AND SATSUE AT WETWANG continued........