We didn't go to Mr. Gordon flat party

Okay, now he's fully descended the Morecambe & Wise-style staircase of Chewy's thighs into the dry ice below.. dancing?

When unnamed and unborn I went to speak with the foetal space-child Leo Blair. Now he is born and I, MD Cribuffs, again approach with stealth.

Cribuffs: Hello, nice hair!

Leo Blair (formally Chewie Bear's baby): Security! Security!

Cribuffs: Chill little one, why did you choose the red hair?

Leo Blair: I didn't choose it, rather, it chose me. You look confused. You'll understand one day.

Cribuffs: Why did you bust-up with Busta Rhymes?

Leo Blair: (laughs and gurgles) Ohhh, he's just jealous of my crib. He'll get over it.

Cribuffs: It is a very nice crib. I like the mobile.

Leo Blair: Thanks, it is good, isn't it? What kind of animals can you see?

Cribuffs: Erm .. ant .. pig .. heron .. that's never a Beowulf?

Leo Blair: Very good. Have a rusk.

Cribuffs: (munching) Tell us about you new book, 'Billie Piper and Olga Korbet: Twin Lives'.

Leo Blair: It's in question. I'm not sure if it will ever be finished. You see, up till a couple of days ago, I had me study set out all nice - comfortable chair, view of the Cotswolds, Fisher Price stereo oozing out Charlie Mingus - an atmosphere conducive to writing. But then there's this draft on the back of my neck and PHWHUMP!! Out I drop like a sack of spuds. So now it's all shouting and cameras and party invitations and "what is he wearing?" and my 'exercises', so it's all froze on the penultimate chapter. Faber & Faber are not happy, needless to say. Are you going to light that thing or just suck it like a lemon?

Cribuffs: It's a very good rush, Cuban?

Leo Blair: Cuban, Q-Bert, I can't tell the difference. Ask me when my palate grows in properly.

Cribuffs: And Fidel sent you a horse, too?

Leo Blair: Yes, the big muffin. Do I look like I can ride a horse? Do I?? Still - at least the paddock's getting some use. Campbell bought me tha paddock, do you like it?

Cribuffs: It did catch my eye. So what's next for the Christ-child?

Leo Blair: Well of course Question Time want me. But the other Dimbalby stumpped up some heavy cash.

Cribuffs: I understand that you're quite handy with the switch blade and the foil?

Leo Blair: You have to be, nowadays. What with one thing...

Cribuffs: ..and another?

Leo Blair: (big laffs) ..and another! You slay me, Cribuffs, you and your crazy hat. Forget all this, you got time to come down to the rumpus room? It's OK, I'll upgrade your pass.

Cribuffs: Rumpus! Rumpiss! I'm off.

Leo Blair: Ciao, lover!

How about that then, a Cribuffs catch-up with Leo Blair?