Well, hello again Everybody. Sorry I missed last week; I had a short holibob in Tenby… What a beautiful place! Much inspiration to be had. And, of course, the sea. My ultimate balm, whatever the season or mood. I came back refreshed and ready to be patient and understanding with anything the Little Houses might throw at me. Not sure how long that’ll last but the intention is there…
Now, whilst I put the kettle on, remind me, where did we get to? Oh yes… 213… a troubling tale of ridiculousness…
Living on the Edge 213; Land’s End…
“Carlton! Carlton!” yelled Mossop excitedly, “I’ve discovered the secret to eternal life!”
Carlton gave a sideways glance to Everett.
“Really? How wonderful” replied Carlton, the edge of sarcasm in his voice was completely wasted on Mossop but Everett caught it and looked skyward. How many times now, had Mossop discovered that very same secret? Lotion after potion after serum after elixir… It was definitely once a week, possibly twice, they couldn’t remember… It wasn’t really important.
What was truly pressing was that, in his search for the tonic to infinitely extend life, Mossop was mining ever more of the ground they lived on for his raw materials. Living forever was all well and good, but at what cost?… xxx
P.S. These trouble makers are currently hanging out with the glorious folks at Byard Art in Cambridge if you fancy a closer inspection… xxx