Nae chance Betty: A Tuesday night play.

Betty, entering stage right, still wanted da cookie. But Evil Elaine entered centre stage and ate all da cookie. For the truth was, that wicked witch had plotted all day to devour da cookie, she probably thought of little else as she travelled across Aberdeenshire on her broomstick between meetings, she no doubt smiled menacingly to herself thinking all things cookie as she typed spells on her computer after the meetings and she definitely concocted self indulgent scenes of solo cookie eating in her mind as she ferried hansel and Gretel (and Gretel's pals) home from school, indeed it surely kept that cynical wench motivated all day right up to the very point she put the cunning plan into action with her first bite at sundown, 9pm at last. There was no going back after that as she mercilessly washed down bite after bite with a perfect mug of tea, right to the very last tasty crumb. A lovely, triple chocolate-chip, shop bought cookie that turned her back into Glenda the good witch.......as opposed to the home made cookies Tess made with her friends tonight which came out looking like a bad LSD trip from the Upside Down and would have surely turned a witch into a warlock.