Victoria Cross

Victoria Cross, SOE agent.  A master (or indeed mistress) of disguise, Ms Cross resigned from her post as the librarian of Little Hope (there was only so much you could do with six books)  in early 1941 and headed for 64 Baker Street.  Although Churchill's habit of referring to her as 'That funny fellow, Bunny' was a bit annoying, it did prove that the young pilot officer with the nomadic moustache didn't stand out too much at Church Parade...

'If that chandelier drops,' thought Victoria, 'then we're all pretty much buggered...'

Yes. The French had The Little Sparrow, the British had The Worried Reed Warbler...

"Yes. Plenty of salt and vinegar on the chips, please..."

The Admiralty knew that it could always count on Victoria to get it just right.

The Pig Club idea wasn't going too well. Goering the Wessex Saddleback had heard about Christmas and was holding Bunny Hopper hostage in the outside privy...

The news was terrible.

Galloping Goebbels had gone tits up in the 2.15 at Doncaster...

Secret Agent 'Bunny' Hopper had a close shave during a drunken night at Der Kleine Gefreite Inn...

Violet knew that she could smell chicken drumsticks...

To the uninitiated, Victoria might have looked as though she'd dressed in a hurry. In occupied France however, three undone sleeve buttons meant "Café avec trois sucre s'il vous plaît..."

To be honest, it wasn't looking good...

If Hilda Ffinch's top secret advice on how to successfully avoid embarrassing exotic diseases was good enough for the Admiralty then it was good enough for Victoria Cross's concerns about Bisto and stocking seams...

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