Not Wide Enough To Stick An Arm In

A man comes out of the museum and walks across to the jet.

How do you like our Vampire jet? asks the man.

It's a classic, says Sweezus. 

Donated by the Manning River branch of the Air Force Association, says the man.

Yeah? says Sweezus, with one eye on the frogs.

They can't get down, says Terence.

Who can't? asks the museum man. I hope none of your party has climbed up there.

Just two frogs, says Gaius. They are harmless.

Do they need a ladder? asks the man from the museum.

Surely not, says Gaius.

He calls up to the frogs who are still on the wing of the Vampire jet, looking down.

Jump! says Gaius. Consider it part of your training!

You train frogs? asks the man from the museum.

They are training themselves, says Gaius.

Yes, says Terence. They want to win competitions

Quiet-Tartus and Shorty-Tartus leap down bravely, and land on the concrete block.

Gaius took a photo! says Terence.

Let's see, says Quiet-Tartus. 

Gaius shows them the photo.

Can we get a print of it? asks Shorty-Tartus.

I have no means to do that, says Gaius.

Come into the museum, says the museum man. I've a printer in the office.

Very kind, says Gaius.

Entry is five dollars per adult and a dollar for the infant, says the museum man. And well worth it.

No doubt, says Gaius.

What's going on? asks Wittgenstein, who has made his decision regarding the car windows.

Open, a few centimetres at the top. Not enough for anyone to stick their arm in and open the door.

We're going to visit the museum, says Gaius. This kind gentleman has given us a discount.

I haven't, says the museum man. Those are our regular prices.

We have a photograph of the frogs performing a stunt on the wing of this Vampire, says Gaius. And we are going into the museum, to make use of the printer in the office, and print out a copy.

I say! says Wittgenstein, looking up. This is a fine old jet. Where did it come from?

He is told. With the additional information that it was donated in 1971, on the occasion of the RAAF's 50th birthday.

What a treasure, says Wittgenstein.

The engine is in the museum, says the museum man.

They all head across to the museum. 

You can't bring the frogs in, says the museum man.

They have their own packet, says Gaius. Where is it?

It is probably back at the log. Someone will have to run back and get it.