Goldiepot and the Three Bears
Once upon a time there lived a little boy called Goldiepot. Goldiepot was just like any other normal little boy except that he had long locks of golden hair. Every time he moved his head his golden locks twirled and glistened in the sunlight. And he was a bit potty. Thus his name was Goldiepot.
One day Goldiepot decided to go on an adventure. Goldiepot liked going geocaching and so he decided to see how many TUBE sidetracked caches he could find in one day. Unfortunately a family of big grizzly bears, fed up of having their porridge stolen and their beds slept in, also decided to go geocaching and didn't take too kindly to constantly bumping into Goldiepot.
At TUBE SideTracked - Westminster Goldiepot was stood by a big wide river and was looking around for a micro cache. Suddenly Goldiepot heard a noise behind him. "ROOAAWWRRR!!! Who's been sleeping in my bed?" It was Daddy Bear and he hadn't had a good night's sleep. He was seven feet tall and so frightening! Goldiepot's knees started to shake and he felt sick. Daddy Bear ran towards Goldiepot at such a speed and Goldiepot had such a delicate stomach that he vomited all over the floor! Goldiepot had to leave without finding the cache.
By the time he got to TUBE SideTracked - Temple Goldiepot was feeling a little better from his earlier fright that he was feeling confident enough to start caching again. He looked at the hint and saw that the cache was hanging from a tree. Goldiepot's GPS took him into a deep, dark wood and the undergrowth was high and forbidding. Goldiepot couldn't really see where he was going and didn't see Mummy Bear sleeping in the woods until he accidentally kicked her. "ROOAAWWRRR!!!", she screamed, and lashed out at Goldiepot. She ripped his trousers with her claws and Goldiepot accidentally wet himself in fear. Goldiepot left a trail of blood mixed in with urine behind him as he ran away from Mummy Bear.
On the way to TUBE SideTracked - Chancery Lane Goldiepot was feeling quite shaken up and so he stopped at a drinking establishment on the way for a beverage. Not wanting to miss out on any more caching time than he had to Goldiepot took the glass with him as he went to find the cache. Goldiepot saw Baby Bear at GZ from a distance and tried to be stealthy. Unfortunately he trod in some dog faeces that were on the floor, swore loudly and dropped his glass, which smashed everywhere. Goldiepot ran away before the startled little bear could catch him.
Injured, feeling unwell and still shaken up Goldiepot decided to head for TUBE SideTracked - Goodge Street. It was a multi-cache. Goldiepot wandered round the local area picking up clues for the final cache and turned a corner, running straight into Daddy Bear again! "ROOAAWWRRR!!!" growled Daddy Bear and he swiped at Goldiepot with his claws. He caught Goldiepot on the shoulder and the drops of blood on the floor followed him as he ran away again.
Bandaged from his run-in with Daddy Bear Goldiepot decided to head for TUBE SideTracked - Warren Street. Goldiepot approached the cache with trepidation, he was certainly not having a very good day. It was nearly home time and he hadn't yet found a single cache! As he approached the cache he could see a ball of fur on the ground close to GZ. As he got closer he could see that it was Mummy Bear and she was asleep again. As silently as he could Goldiepot ran away as fast as his little legs could take him. Unfortunately the pressure on his leg injury from last time he met Mummy Bear meant that the old wound opened up again and when Goldiepot stopped for breath he saw that he was standing in a pool of his own blood.
Finally Goldiepot headed for TUBE SideTracked - Piccadilly. It was right at the end of the day and it was starting to get dark. But Goldiepot got lost and found himself in a very unsavoury area. There was litter everywhere and he detected a distinct stench as if someone had been urinating in this dank corner of London. Baby Bear was there and he took pity on Goldiepot. Goldiepot and Baby Bear went to the cafe where they both had porridge, and it was just right!
Note: Any similarity to any people or animals either living or dead is entirely incidental.