It's cold up here flying just under the clouds, but I'm wearing two pairs of stockings and two pairs of knickers underneath my superb-woman suit. I just fly about all day long over the island looking for young men in distress.
I sing “I’m granny the tugboat girl!”
With my auger vision I can see young men falling off cliffs or out of high buildings or watching TV. I swoop down even faster than a rocket and catch them.
Just one thing though, I do take a lunch break, I come down to earth and eat baked beans with spam fritters. You ask how I can afford that and every day too. I have to have the best, I’m one of the registered super-heroes. So, remember, if you are going to jump off a cliff or two please do it after lunch.