GremlinTales

The gremlins stormed the gallery, unholstered their squirtycream cans and set about creating their own unique brand of art.

You don't hear much about female gremlins.

The gremlins sat round the small portable TV, which they had stolen from the house of Eric Marmalade, the geography teacher, arguing over what to watch.

The gremlin snickered quietly to himself, as he waited in the kitchen bin.

'O joyous joy,' said the gremlin (who was called Midge) to his friend (who was called Franco), as they picked bits of chewed nuts from between their teeth and flicked them at the humans waiting for the train below.

The gremlin ran onto the pitch, cackling and skipping in that way that gremlins do.