Clive Gibbon: Urgent Makeover Required

Time to fix up your wardrobe Mr. Gibbon!

Our next makeover candidate was right under my proboscis the whole time! I’m surprised I didn’t sniff him out sooner!

Ladies and Gentlemen, may I introduce Clive Gibbon, Institute Repairman. Frankly I am appalled at the security of this Institute. I mean really! If someone this ill-attired can get past the front door, surely it says something about our standards! I am in the process of inventing a device that detects synthetic fabrics. I dream of having one armed and alarmed at every doorway into this building.

Alas, I am not there yet.

I discovered Clive when I called for someone to unclog the drain in my shower. I was breakfasting when Clive arrived and so was taken by surprise when he emerged from the bathroom.

Obviously I assumed that the hairball had come to life and was hellbent on murder. I drew my pearl-handled pistol and fired willy nilly!

When Clive is finally released from intensive care I will make amends by completely making over his look!