Whiskers II
It so happened that the first spirit to pop up for 'Whiskers the medium' was not called "Whiskers" at all, as it happened, but went under the name of Sir Gerald Nabarro; an old Tory politician of questionable views and handlebar moustache, whose human death was prompted (largely) by a roundabout and a faithful, company secretary.
Here the medium made an instant decision to disregard their own pact and NOT to take on the name Sirgeraldnabarro (rather a mouthful) after all, being rather smitten instead by the words handlebarmoustache...
Until the (fairly) inevitable happened: W.t.m gazed hard at SirG's h m, glowering
in the spotlight like a barbecued polecat, thought long on it and !lo; summoned up was the fresh spirit of the once living Bulgarian team cyclist, Handlebar Moustach, so tragically flattened by a Finnish coachman in London's BellEnd when destined to take the Olympic rings by the short and curlies.
Naturally Handlebar not only 'fell in love' with 'Whiskers' but pursued them remorselessly, remonstrating at every spirit gathering hosted and attended by his amour, where he (Moustach) demonstrated his passions as ferociously as the tricks he had just learned with the unicycle.
That is until that fateful day when the cat most definitely would be let out of the bag!
L one Insyte(MK); Mystikel Neon
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