Che Guevara and the huge tins of Red Bull and a Zombie

I did my bodyguard bit for the Ghost Writer today, but it did not go down well apparently the Che Guevara meets Rambo image I chose is not suitable for the modern office environment and large Gatling guns are frowned on by members of staff. As it turned out the Ghost Writers new office was remarkably quiet although he is a little annoyed as he could not find his security pass and only managed to enter the building because of two things. The first of which is, he is rather well known for his battered appearance and grumbling at everyone as he enters the main reception area. And the second, which had an even greater impact being, he had a bodyguard who was holding a fairly mean looking Gatling gun capable of accidently going off and sort of removing parts of the ceiling and the security cameras in a slightly indiscriminate and random way.

I also saw as I was guarding the Ghost Writer during the day two very large tins of Red Bull, a drink I have to say I have never drunk, these tins were about ten feet high and strapped to the top of cars. Anyway to be on the safe side I thought it best to remove the tins from the vehicles in a quick and effective manor, which involved a large gun and a stampeding crowd screaming and running off in the opposite direction. As a result I have now been banned from being a bodyguard unless we are somewhere no one knows us.

I then just about made in home in time to see Miss Jackie and Mr Phil who both said O MY GOD it’s the zombie Ghost of  Che Guevara again as they leapt into their car which appeared to have the remains of a large can on the roof.

So what I think I have just said is not a lot happened today although the Ghost Writer is not happy with his new tea making facilities, he plans to take his own sugar next time….