When Napoleon Beelzebub
closed Napoleon Beelzebub’s Very Strange Victorian Curiosity Shop he left us a
selection of stock, a fair bit of which was aimed at the Christmas market. He
told us that down in the eternal depths of Dante’s Inferno which he prides
himself on keeping snug and warm for his guests, he says that he has never had
a complaint that anyone is feeling cold. OK he did just the once when one of
the guests made the mistake of being sarcastic so he moved then to a warmer
room until they agreed that humour was not conducive with damnation. Sorry distracted again; He says that
Christmas much like sarcasm and humour is not good for the general ambience of
Hell and it would only lead to trouble if the punters started to like it. I
think that is something we can all agree about, hell nice that is totally
wrong. OK what was I saying; yes we have all this stuff so today we were at a
craft fair in Marton along with our good friend Miss Sally of The Sun (not the
big glowing one in the sky that someone has nicked).
Tonight picture was drawn on a carrier bag which explains why it looks a bit odd. . . .Sorry
The weather was to say the
least rather rotten but despite this several of the old customers of Napoleon Beelzebub’s Very Strange Victorian
Curiosity Shop turned up to see us and say hello, including Mrs Baker the
headmaster (not my headmaster as he is mad, Mrs Baker is not mad, she is well
cool for a headmaster). Anyway it was lovely to see some of the old regulars
and it turned into a very successful event for us. It was rather wet heading home and we appear
to all be vanishing under water in the UK at present, still the long range forecast
this morning was predicting minus fifteen and loads of snow. I am not sure just
how long term that forecast is as it sounds like the next ice age to me . . . .
. . . . . . .WELL COOL.
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