I was flying over ED on way to Heathrow when I inadvertently got flushed down the loo, landing safely onto a pile of old clothes dumped outside a charity shop. The shop assistant took me in and I was sold the next day for 50p to a bloke who growled a lot. I managed to escape whilst he was chasing a small poodle around Dulwich Park and found an empty building on Lordship Lane to hide in. It once was an estate agents I think, because I found an advert for a flat for sale - at much reduced price - lying on the floor. I put an offer in to the very posh lady owner who said 'ohmygod the place has gone downhill ,I'm orf to West Dulwich' threw me the keys and the rest is history, as they say.