It was a cold grey day with heavy showers and in general
not very nice, Captain Flint the Parrot says it’s times like this when he
wished he was back perched on the mast of a trusty pirate ship in the Caribbean
singing Sea Shanties and plundering gold
and Brazil nuts. So the day was very subdued, even when we all saw our first
Christmas tree of the year. It’s a bit like swallows they fly south for winter.
It is interesting how our
parallel worlds work; here I am making the Angel of the Norse for Napoleon
Beelzebub’s Very Strange Victorian Curiosity Shop on the dining table when it
is not full of food. When on the news on my rather nice 1935 Ecko AC76 valve wireless
they said that a Norse burial site has been discovered in the North of
Scotland. They know it’s a Viking King because they were buried in the Viking
long boat.
They used to do that with
the King so he could get back to his home among the spirits, although they
never supplied a crew or even a parrot so apparently quite a few got lost
according to Mr Beelzebub in the early days of the Vikings. During this early period
of Viking History Sven Blood Axe turned up several years late too see Mr
Beelzebub who promptly torched his long boat as a warning to all the other
Viking Kings. Who took note of his warning and from that day on all Viking long
boats were fitted with radar and satellite navigation. This was quite an innovation
in those days and lead to the Viking dominance of the sea, its funny how things
work out.
I was explaining all this
to the history teacher at school today and he said IDIOT well that is not nice;
it is one thing mum saying IDIOT but entirely different when a teacher says it.
I told him I was off to she my friend after school to tell him what the teacher
said about his tale and that Mr Beelzebub’s tales should always be appreciated
or else. Strangely I did notice that
when I left school the History teacher’s car had been mysteriously buried in a
burial mound in the car park and there was a large crowd of policemen
scratching their heads. What has made it worse for the history teacher is that
it is now classed as a Site of Special Scientific Interest and will need a
proper archaeological dig which will take a few months to do. And the History
teacher has lost all credibility by jumping up and down shouting sod the bloody ********* ******** archaeological
dig I want my ****** car back
I told mum about the
History teacher and she said IDIOT
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