Think your typing mistakes are all your fault?

Think again!

Dot, Wiz and Mr Mouse had set off another Internet adventure, to see if they could find a Grimble - one of the millions of little creatures that live in computers and keep making you mis-spell, or type the wrong word. (Ah ha! Got it past them that time.)

But at the very start of their journey, they'd bumped into a very cross-looking pigeon, wearing trainers, a T shirt, and a streamlined helmet.

"Coooo!" the pigeon said again. "Cat got your tongue? I said, who are you?"

"Well" said Dot nervously "I'm Dot Com... and this is my dog Wizard, and that's Mr Mouse... but who are you?" "I" said the pigeon " ...am an e-mail. Elinor e-mail, in fact." Losing her cross face for a moment, she puffed up her chest with pride, so that the crew could read the slogan on her T-shirt: "Don't snail-mail, e-mail!" it read.

"My name for this e-delivery" Elinor went on "...is xphillios@gnseurope.com." She pointed up at her helmet, where the e-mail address was flickering continuously in green lights, over and over again. She looked cross again. "And that's the whole problem. That silly man who sent me got the address wrong. He's made me an UNDELIVERABLE! The shame of it! I'll never live it down with the other girls!"

"Can't you figure out where you're really meant to be going?" asked Dot.

"No!" said Elinor "I can't - it could be anywhere. Anyway I can't re-address myself. It's not allowed - it's against our Code of Conduct. I could end up in Deleted Items if I do that!"

"So how did this happen?" asked Wizard.

"Oh" huffed Elinor "It's the Grimbles I suppose. They got into the keyboard I was sent from and messed things up. I was sent by Rob White and he keeps doing it!" (Sorry. She's right. I do.)

"OK OK" said Mr Mouse bossily. "WE know that guy - I'll fix it for you." He double clicked right, then left once, then right again. The green flickering lights stopped, then started again. "Does that feel better?" he asked.

Elinor shook herself and fluffed up her feathers, looking thoughtful. "Mmmm" she said. "That does feel better...mmm...yes! Yes that is right! I'm getting a buzz to say I'm deliverable again! Thank you so much! But how on earth did you know where I was supposed to be going?"

Mr Mouse looked cool. "Oh well, like I said we know this guy - and he's always sending stuff to an address very like that... he just got a letter wrong... so it was simple really."

"Coooo!" said Elinor. "Well - thank you again - but I must be off! No time to waste - I've been waiting here at least 3 nano-seconds."

So with a hop and a skip and a whoosh she was away. The friends watched her fade into the distance. Then Mr Mouse clicked his fingers again. "Ya see?" he said. "Those Grimbles - they're everywhere. Get ready to get me that Roquefort cheese Wizzie!"

"I need to see a Grimble first" said Wizzie, a bit grumpily (he hates losing bets.)

"OK, OK, all in good time" grinned Mr Mouse. "First though - come and meet my special friend!"