What an odd couple of days! I guessed things would get a bit more frantic here in Cornwall as the wee ones broke up from school, but I never imagined that I would find myself the centre of their attention. Wherever we go, Bro and I keep getting stopped and asked if we will pose for photos with the cheeky mites. It would have become something of a nuisance had we not twigged that a fee could be extracted from their already careworn parents and now the two of us are doing very nicely, thank you very much.
We have been spreading a rumour that our appearances are part of a promotion for a new 3-D Pixar epic called "Ambrose C P Mantis and the Harmonium of Doom" (coming to a fleapit near you). We may even have some tickets fabricated for a lucrative "charity" raffle.
On a sadder note, one of our favourite venues, the Krazy Kurnow tea rooms has been closed down after a raid. Apparently there is a law against their Happy Scones. Bloody bureaucracy.
Anyway, must nip off to wash me neck. Almost time to saunter down to the Spiritualist meeting. Got plenty of samosas and Supermalt to fuel a few unearthly noises and odours from beyond the grave ...
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