Sigh... I shall be glad when this week's over. Yes, it has been one of those again.
|Shug Monkey warning via Nuclear Summer|
Wednesday, 07:56 - Inexcuseable came crashing back indoors after having left to go to work, yelling at me to "get it out of Car" (she tends to treat Car as her own on the days when I don't work). Normally, she only gets like this when there's a spider (massive or otherwise) in her vicinity, so I sighed and went outside asking her where "it" was. In the glovebox, it turns out. I opened the glovebox and let out a rather Ned Flanders-alike shriek. There was a bloody gremlin in the glovebox stuffing its face with my new packet of Fox's Glacier Fruits! Needless to say, it didn't remain in Car for very much longer. A deftly woven spell sent it flying over the treetops to the Cromer KartTrak - Let them deal with it. And, yes, I also checked Car for any errant William Shatners.
Thursday, afternoon - It seems even The Parents aren't immune to the annoyances from supernatural entities. I popped round to do some gardening and The Mother regaled me with an event as witnessed by one of their neighbours. It seems the neighbour in question was returning home from walking her dog when she noticed a disturbance in The Parents' pond. She watched, rather stunned (unsurprisingly), as a hippocampus rose out of the pond shaking pondweed and tadpoles out of its mane before tottering off down the road on its two horse legs.
|A Bonsai'd Triffid?|