Every time Mr Twit eats, foulsome food flies towards Mrs Twit who is trying to sleep. Score by stopping the mouldy morsels hitting her. But watch out because if she wakes up she'll whack Mr Twit ...

“By sticking out his tongue and curling it sideways to explore the hairy jungle around his mouth, he was always able to find a tasty morsel here and there to nibble on.” Foul the protagonists ...