A major controversy was narrowly averted earlier today, when a trader who normally sells flowers in a local town's market square was unable to do so due to circumstances utterly beyond her control.
Miss Cobbit, the florist, has, for 40 years, sold her wares in the market square in Trumpton, but strong winds last night brought her tree down, which crashed through her roof, showering her with debris, and flattening many of her blooms.
The first to notice Miss Cobbit's absence this morning was the mayor, who, every day, without fail, buys a red carnation from her for his buttonhole. Miss Lovelace, the milliner, also buys flowers for her shop. Mr Clamp the greengrocer was curious as to why she hadn't shown up, and when joiner, Chippy Minton, saw that Miss Cobbit was missing, he and his assistant, Nibs, went round to her house to find out what the problem was.
On reaching Miss Cobbit's, they saw immediately what had happened. Promising to put the damage right, Chippy whisked Miss Cobbit to Trumpton market square to work, but another shock was in store for her when she got there - some cheeky bastard had stolen her pitch!
In the very spot where she had hawked her petals for four decades, an ice-cream van stood selling ices! The vendor, Mr Antonio of Toni's Ices was an amiable chap, however, and agreed to help with the extensive cleaning-up operation caused by the tree damage at Miss Cobbit's house, if she would sell his ice-creams for him - this was Britain in the 1960s!.
Miss Cobbit sold out of ice creams before lunch, and was then able to sell her flowers, and all ended happily, just as you knew it would.