This is a story that came about because of pestering for another interlude story. I was toying with the idea of doing a sequel to Nob Trek where Nob Mouse and Co would be flying around the galaxy in the NSS Cheesy once more but then I hit on the idea of crossing a Dalek with Oscar the Grouch and this little tale just fell into place. When a story hits you like that, you just have to go with it or you’ll lose it and never get it back.
I’m indebted somewhat to my girlfriend, Jennifer, for the resolution to the story. She suggested having a TARDIS-like ship that was the same size on the inside as it was on the outside, and then having someone get stuck in it when it was in a small shape. I took that idea and played around with it for a while, then came up with the idea of having Nob Mouse squeezing himself inside a post box, only to find out that his efforts were in vain because it was the wrong post box. Sometimes the simplest jokes are the best ones.
