And his wife.
I’m of the opinion that this is either one of Beaky’s clones, or his offspring, sent to keep an eye on me.
So far, he hasn’t made any attempts on my life (or SP’s or Moom’s) but I’m not taking any chances: I’m putting out sultanas in an effort to
I do, however, have a horrible feeling of cold, clammy dread that the two of them are incubating a monstrous brood. I just hope that they haven’t been tasked with raising an army!
Watch this space.