NOT LONG NOW…

Right, we’re nearly there, my human friend.

THE GRAND FINALE!

I know there’s no way in a month of Mondays you imagined that all the trouble earlier in the day was caused by a long-lost human relative dressed up as a gnomad. I certainly didn’t.

And now you’ll be desperately wondering what happened next and I can’t say I blame you.

What with me, Mum, Dad and Zingri shackled by vines, and Nancy being turned into a spider-chandelier, dangling above us, it was all looking pretty grim.

Having Grogbah’s griping little ghost back didn’t help, and my insane child-uncle about to smash the rune-covered stone that kept the hotel invisible was the final cherry on the cockroach cake.

I admit it all sounds incredibly hopeless, but you don’t think we went down without a fight do you?

Ready?