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The "Clouds Committee" formed from a mix of misplaced confidence, boredom, and an overinflated sense of their own wisdom. It all started one stormy evening at the Cloud Mansion, where Olive, Bert, Alf, and Sibyl had gathered for their usual tea and gossip.
As lightning lit up the kitchen and the rain battered the windows, Olive leaned back in her chair and sighed dramatically. "You know, we've got all this life experience, and what are we doing with it? Drinking tea and bickering like a pack of old hens!" "We don't bicker," grumbled Bert, stirring five teaspoons of sugar into his tea. "That's too much," said Alf. "Ain't you fat enough already?" "No, it ain't, and no, I ain't. Shut your gob, or I'll shut it for you." "Come outside then, and..." Sibyl raised a hand. "Enough, boys. Speak for yourselves. I'm perfectly content." "Content?" Olive waved her biscuit around like a wand. "Content isn't enough! People need us, Sibyl. Don't you see? We've lived through more nonsense and drama than most, and we've come out the other side. We've got wisdom to share!" Alf snorted. "Wisdom? Like the time you thought you could teach that cat to swim?" "That's irrelevant," Olive huffed. "The point is, we've all faced challenges, and people out there struggle. Look at us—Bert, you've been a crook, a labourer, and now a security guard. You've got grit. Alf, you're England's champion bare-knuckle fighter; consider your tenacity." Alf's brow furrowed. "Tenacity? Is that like… fleas?" The room fell silent for a beat before Olive laughed, slapping the table. "Fleas?! Alf, I'm not saying you're scratching behind your ears like a dog!" "Well, what is it, then?" Alf huffed, looking genuinely perplexed. "If it's not something itchy, is it contagious?" Bert furrowed his brow. "Tenacity, eh?" he said slowly. "I think that's one of them fancy words for bein' stretchy." The others froze. "Stretchy?" Olive asked, her voice quivering with suppressed laughter. "Yeah," Bert nodded confidently. "Like, you know, elastic. People say things like, 'That rope's got good tenacity,' don't they? Means it doesn't snap under pressure." Alf immediately latched onto this. "So you're saying I'm like a bungee cord now? Flexible and unbreakable?" "More like worn-out knicker elastic," Olive muttered with a grin. "And you, Sibyl, are practically the queen of common sense. And me? I've got charm and people skills." Sibyl's lips twitched into a rare smile. "People skills, Olive? You scare most of them off." "Only other women," said Bert. "She's a man magnet. Can't keep her hands off them." But the seed had been planted. As they sipped their tea and traded jabs, they began to toy with the idea. Olive argued it was their duty to give back. At the same time, Alf suggested it might be entertaining to meddle in other people's lives for a change. Bert's practical mind sealed the deal. "You know what? I'm in if it keeps you lot from arguing about tea and wallpaper. Let's give it a go." Sibyl sighed, resigned to the chaos. "Fine. But we'll do it properly. No half-baked advice. We take this seriously—or at least as seriously as you're capable of." And so, the Clouds Committee was born—a slightly unqualified but deeply enthusiastic team of amateur Agony Aunts. They advertised their services in the Stables Chronicle, the local newsletter, with the tagline: "The Clouds Committee: Solving Your Problems, One Pot of Tea at a Time!" The first question that came in was: "I don't feel good about myself. How can I boost my confidence?" Stay tuned for wisdom from the Clouds Committee!
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