To one side of Chubbly’s bungalow lived retired Colonel Archibald Victor Smithenbottom. He was a once great soldier in the British army. Unfortunately, however, Archibald was now just a frail, withered, crooked old man who would rarely venture out of his house. When he did actually leave his home, it would normally only be to visit the hospital. He had just a few white wiry hairs left on his smooth, round head, and skin so wrinkly it was difficult to see any of Archibald’s features.

In fact, to imagine just how he looked in his younger days was now almost impossible. Furthermore, whether it was due to all the loud gunfire in the army or just old age, he was also completely deaf, as well as vision-impaired.

This meant that the poor old man could see and hear very little these days, but, with the help of his neighbours, Archibald was always cared for: Chubbly’s mum would make several visits throughout each day to check on Archibald - or Arch, as he was fondly known by Chubbly’s family. She would always make sure that he was comfortable and had all he needed.