Every Friday at 1300 hours, Tally-Ho Corner’s cleverest clogs come together to solve a ‘foxer’ handcrafted by my sadistic chum and colleague, Roman. A complete ‘defoxing’ sometimes takes several days and usually involves the little grey cells of many readers. Don’t be shy. All are welcome to participate.
Splendid, you made it to our little launch bash! The convivial throng you’re currently swelling consists, in the main, of discerning PC gamers like yourself – folk interested in tactical truths, vehicular verisimilitude, and distinctive writing. I’m Tim Stone, Tally-Ho Corner’s proprietor and sole word wrangler, and that woman over there with the giant scissors and the daring live fox stole is, of course, renowned aviatrix Amy Johnson. For a nominal fee (200 Navy Cut, unfiltered) my old mucker, Amy, has kindly agreed to open this aspiring Aladdin’s Cave.
Unlike the formidable Friday foxers, the Monday kind are designed with lone truth sleuths in mind. Roman, my Chief Foxer Setter, assures me the following brainteaser can be solved single-handedly. Crow all you like in the comments section, but please don’t spoil the puzzle for others by sharing solutions or dropping hints.