The Mansion’s playing silly beggars again. This morning I didn’t just look through one window; I had to look through five and a half windows to see the view! At least it’s good that the Universe is in alignment with itself and others, I suppose, although I have no idea what it was thinking of…
*** Consantella Chief, personal secretary for the managing director of Mystical Island Tours Public Company Limited (Limited) posted a special hand-written invitation to the Elite Force of Britain last week, which arrived on the doorstep of the Secret Headquarters together with a hefty amount of junk mail. Invisible Charlie was going through the mail to…
Apologies, first off. I may vanish at any given second and end up goodness knows where, but just in case I do, I thought it best to get that out of the way first! And today started off just like any other. I awoke, exactly one minute before the alarm (which is one of my…
I put the feelers out yesterday for the …On Wednesday topic this week. I thought giving my Inner Beings chance to think of something to say would be a better option than having another blank blog post like last Wednesday’s, courtesy of my Inner Zombie. Not that it was entirely my Inner Zombie’s fault, I…
Tom
Ethel stood in the aisle of the supermarket before the selection of porridge. “What am I doin’ ‘ere?” she muttered to herself, before realising she was soaked to the skin and didn’t have a penny on her. She looked over to the tills where she noticed her long-time friend staring back at her. “Have you…
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