Monday Movies: Scary Monster

“No. I know of the film, I’ve just never watched it.”

Thoughtful Man looked at me with astonishment. “You’ve never seen ‘Aliens‘?!”

“Well, I haven’t seen ‘Alien‘ either,” I replied defensively. “I don’t like scary monsters.”

My iPad chirped as the confession left my mouth; my friend Leggy had just posted a comment about me to an under-underdog.

It suddenly occurred to me that my reticence to watch scary movies could be problem when adapting short horror stories to film, so hesitantly I agreed to Thoughtful Man’s follow up suggestion, that we indulge in a double movie bill.

“Come on. You’ll enjoy it. Stop being a wuss.”

“Are you alright? Did you survive the scary monster?” Thoughtful Man turned round to me as the second set of credits started to roll. “You did actually watch the films, didn’t you?” He’d spotted my iPad loitering on my lap.

“Yes! I hid my eyes a couple of times.” I demonstrated by lifting it up to cover my face. At least he couldn’t see me blush.

He sighed and rolled off the bed. “Okay, so what did you think then of the bits you did watch?”

“I enjoyed them. The first one was scarier but the second one made me jump more.” I yawned and made to get out of bed. “I might write a post about them later. The monster is a Giger invention.”

Thoughtful Man stooped to click off the TV at the plug and sighed again. I wasn’t sure if it was for my mention of writing a post, confirmation that I had been peaking at my iPad or the realisation that I would beat him to the bathroom. I didn’t wait to ask.

*So, Clicky. You watched the films with us. What did you think?*

Sink Mist

*/Rolls eyes… Okay, synchromystically. Well, actually, that was weird, the comment Vik posted at Merovee whilst we were watching…*

Vik x

*Yes! John Hurt, the War Doctor, was in it…*

*You know, John Hurt does have a sync-link to my last post, Clicky…

‘On 6 October 2015, international news media announced that David Bowie has arranged his new track “Blackstar” as the theme song of the show, as well as introducing the listener to 45 seconds of the intro.’

The last panters — Clicky for Super Bowel

*It’s Super Bowl, Clicky, and don’t pull your innocent face… Hey, you know Lady Gaga sang the national anthem at the game, well she was on the Grammys last night*

*/shiver… I don’t know what scares me more, Lady Gaga or spiders.*

facehugger

*It had 8 legs, Clicky, but it wasn’t a spider /grimace… Actually, they were more scary than the adult monsters. Especially by the time of Ripley’s big fight at the end of the second film…*

Eyewitness — Clicky Weaver’s Role after ‘Alien’

*Oh, she starred with two different Hurts, one after the other? Hmm… Hey, I wonder if Ripley has any link to ‘ripple‘..? I did watch a film at the weekend that had Einstein in it…*

Roobee Absolutely Anything — Clicky for Merovee link

*/Yawn… Is that the time. Shit! I should get to bed; Thoughtful Man wants us to watch another scary film tonight. You lock up, Clicky, and have a Song*

Eggplant Jesus

Kit Kat returned from school today with new ‘artwork’.

“What the hell is that on your hand?” I asked as he started stripping off his uniform.

Eggplant Jesus

“Eggplant Jesus.”

tumbleweed

*I know, Clicks! I should have asked him why Eggplant Jesus has fins 😉 *

There’s a real story here, Smitty – Updated

Hud 1

Or is that Kaballah? Anyone scene ‘The Hudsucker Proxy‘?

Supply And Demand, Clicky?

sad (adj.)Old English sæd“sated, full, having had one’s fill (of food, drink, fighting, etc.), weary of,” from Proto-Germanic *sathaz (cognates: Old Norse saðr, Middle Dutch sat, Dutch zad, Old High German sat, German satt, Gothic saþs“satiated, sated, full”), from PIE *seto- (cognates: Latin satis“enough, sufficient,” Greek hadros“thick, bulky,” Old Church Slavonic sytu, Lithuanian sotus“satiated,” Old Irish saith“satiety,”sathach“sated”), from root *sa-“to satisfy” (cognates: Sanskrit a-sinvan“insatiable”).

Sense development passed through the meaning “heavy, ponderous” (i.e. “full” mentally or physically), and “weary, tired of” before emerging c. 1300 as “unhappy.” An alternative course would be through the common Middle English sense of “steadfast, firmly established, fixed” (as in sad-ware“tough pewter vessels”) and “serious” to “grave.” In the main modern sense, it replaced Old English unrot, negative of rot “cheerful, glad.”

Meaning “very bad” is from 1690s. Slang sense of “inferior, pathetic” is from 1899; sad sack is 1920s, popularized by World War II armed forces (specifically by cartoon character invented by Sgt. George Baker, 1942, and published in U.S. Armed Forces magazine “Yank”), probably a euphemistic shortening of common military slang phrase sad sack of shit.

In the film HUDsucker is Waring…

We interrupt this transmission — *Hang on a second, Clicky…*

Going to watch the film again. Further comment will appear later, under the Song

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Update: 8th February 2016

So I watched the movie again today. Last week, after writing the above post, Thoughtful Man was watching an episode of ‘Comic Book Men‘ and Mike Zapcic, in conversation (as they do), said that he’d begged his father to take him to the cinema to see ‘The Sting’ because he had a thing for Charles Durning.

Charles Durning, of course, played Waring Hudsucker and that sync, I have to admit, is a bit of a weird on all kinds of levels. Plus, of course, Paul(i) Gnuman starred in both the ‘Hudsucker Proxy’ and ‘The Sting’ 😉

Hud 2

*Blue letter… Thank you for reminding me, Clicky*

Kit Kat wanted me watch a YouTube video this evening that made him larf…

Sherlock gospel

*Oh for fuck’s sake, Clicky. This game of charades of yours… /rolls eyes… It’s called ‘Give Us A Clue‘! Have a Song.*

Room x37 – Spotting Syncs 101: A Pointless Exercise Part 1.5

Apol! This is turning into a long, drawn out pro-cess. In this part, though, we finally start to go up the line of this ‘Pointless Exercise‘… Solomon :O

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*audience applauds*

AA: Solomon-Solomon, hear from The Apprentice… Now, listen… B4 you went onto The Apprentice, you were-you were all reddy an entrepreneur. You had-you had great success… I mean-i mean, did The Apprentice help at all? Did you learn stuff from it?

AA: Sew that was basically it… *laughs and smiles*

(SOLOMON & AA overlap speaking – indecipherable)

AA: Couldn’t you have just gone… had a meeting with sum one?

(AA blusters and turns to break 4th wall with a L-OOK!)

AA: … a day long course… couldn’t have you?

(RUTH chips in)

AA: Okay. Did it help, tho’? Did it help?

SOLOMON: Yeah, yeah, yeah..

(AA and SOLOMON start to speak at the same time)

SOLOMON +AA: Massively … The Apprentice.

SOLOMON: I think now I can-I can doo a business plan. I know how to meet pee-pole a bit better… business me-tings…

AA: Okay. Now, Solomon-Solomon *turns to look at board*… The bored *pause* It’s all yores…

SOLOMON: Sew… I’m like, finding this quite hard because I’m knot really a singer. Sew erm…

AA: Doo you gno, you don’t really have to be a singer

*laughter in the studio and at home*

SOLOMON: Yeah, butt I’m thinking, like yeah… Sew, sew I’m thinking I want to go with the top one. Is that the answer?

AA: Erm, you then have to give the answer.

*laughter in the studio and at home*

SOLOMON: Sew…

*Ruth winces*

SOLOMON: Sew I’m pretty sure-I’m pretty sure ‘Dirty‘ and ‘Beautiful‘ was sung by that woman called… Brit-knee-Spears.

*AA turns to break the Fourth Wall*

*AA turns to look at Score Board*

*OZ chips in*

AA: Good start to the round anyway.

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Update 29.12.15 at 13.41 (again, yule have to take my word for the time 😉 )

Just seen the most amazing Lego set… Thoughtful Man told me about it; he saw it in a shop this morning… Hmm…

*Clicky, grab some close ups, there’s a good chap… lead the way*

*Nice grabs, Clicky… High Five!*

1645h further update… a bigger picture 😉

Room x37 – Spotting Syncs 101: A Pointless Exercise Part 1.2

To continue from yesterday…

Yay! Haven’t done much transcribing *yawn …Keeping you up, Clicky?* ‘Pointless’ then, so images I grabbed today… 9 of them. They cover the introduction witch actually I didn’t pay any attention to whilst yabbering on…

iPlayer image

2. Spiraling Towers

3. Solomon and Ruth

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Digression: Today Loopy decided to get gold armor for one of his game’s characters. One called ‘Battery’. He already had the golden gun…

Yep… definitely…

… smoking 😉

*squints* It’s his holiday away from school… let him enjoy himself, I say. Digression over.

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4. The Angler and The Ace

5. Oh Brother… shakes head

6. Made in Chelsea

7. “My logisticians are a humorless lot … “

8. Friends in the Blue Universe

9. The Ozman cometh

Up next… Famous Divas 😉 And if you need a catch up … Have an Oldie 😉

Room x37 – Spotting Syncs 101: A Pointless Exercise Part 1.1

Part 1.0 can be found hear.

This the image Clicky woz-knot able to place in last night’s shambles *Click, if anyone presses, just embiggen and please, NO hiding things this time. I saw what you did. Scolds.*

I am in the process of transcribing a conversation I had with Clicky yesterday, whilst dissecting the show. Hopefully, it will be reddy later this week 😉

Sew… wats on massage in emale? *lights up*

The Thing is, I think I can show you through the medium of a Pointless exercise.

For this, you have to know that I am one of three:

1 a. Love the Glove came from Shiny. That’s Clicky by the way in case you didn’t recognise the Joker faced dolphin. Gets everywhere *rolls eyes*
2 b. Who can resist those Legs? Wat a storyteller? I nicked Click off of him *squint*
3 c. Click: http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b06tgyd1/pointless-celebrities-series-8-14-reality-tv

I’m going to shamble this tomorrow as the first lecture on ‘Room x37 – Spotting Syncs’ at the LoL. These take time. I’ll try to keep it simple. I suggest we make your homework fun, so I suggest a game… Texas Hold ‘Em.

Card I: watch this with my husband. He is The Tardis and I am The Doctor. But I’m not always The Doctor; with sum I am The Tardis. Or River. Or Clara Or A N other… Deepends 😉

Card 2: We compete against each other, St Eve and I, but we also compete against the contestants on the show. We are one team, it’s a game we like to play. Like me and Loopy Louis. He gave me this video to show after we made his den for the evening (photos attached)

Card 3. In my shamble, I will include our answers. These will be honest and truthful. I donut L13 about this because I donut cheat. You see, I’m better than Captain Kirk 😉

Card 4: Another video from Louis. He loves bringing me things we can LoL about together. I’m the Girl with the Mousy ‘air… u gno Roob or Boor… I’ve seen iT 10 times or more…

River Card: “Argentina! Woo Hoo! Pointless answer!” *buffs nails*

So homework people. Chop! chop! I’m going to watch the last three episodes of Doctor Who with my husband, now. I’m afraid I am going to have to take a lead role in the search for 137.

On the other hand, I can’t tell you wat to do. Do what you like. Butt I love you all ❤

Rubedo

Okay, we didn’t get to watch Doctor Who that night. We watched some ‘Married with Children’ instead… Sew then *puffs out cheeks* correspondence to catch up on, screen shots to, well… grab

CYL and have a Song 😉

Room x37 – Spotting Syncs 101: A Pointless Exercise

Apols! Not the promised music post. Cometers sorted that for me days ago… Go hear.

This Xmas, MRS REGN is knot prepared to wait until the 25th to speak to a nation. Sew… I promised a lecture for 6 blokes last night in an emale. I suppose I should try and make this sciencey so this is the abstract of sum thing or another…

Oh, before I start, a shout out to a lovely lady called Ruth Brown who helped me out last week. She was wearing purple and looked like a more intelligent version of me *sigh of relief*…

Clicky is under strict instructions for this post: to assist me professionally with images, no back slang and no hiding links behind fings *text links only, please.*. Any digressions taken in this post will be Roobeedoo2’s. That’s me btw. Just one of my handles. To wyn this game you have to turn names if you want to see 137… or is it 237? Wheel shell see 😉

This is a screen grab of the homework I set 6 pals of mine. Click will embiggen.

Apols! Clicky insert pix of emale when all’s agreed

Anybody reading this other than the Sexy 6 *puffs out cheeks… Could ‘appen?* , and me (obi wan) – that makes 7… *grimaces* You’re knot really gonna gno wat the hell I’m talking aboot. Actually, *touch wood*, soon to be nine, although… although there’s still every chance it ends up nien! Shell sea, shall we 😉

OK GO (it’s a Song sew don’t click if you’re in a rush to get somewhere… Snacking is allowed, People! HOWever, if Mum is calling you for dinner – JUST GO. You can always come back later 😉 ). If you’re an adult adult – what the fuck you reading this pure rile she-ite for anyway? Adult-KIDZ are more than welcome. And any kiddly-winks following along with the finger of parent… Shh pretty colours… Wee…

Now, this is important: *Clicky!*

* Efficient… Impressed look*

Whilst, you’re watching that I’ll go pay some attention to my Thoughtful Man. CYL

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Okay… whilst the others are watching. A tail from today with some pix of Thoughtful Man’s shopping. He’s my Tardis – He fetches and carries. I’m his …

He’s gets up early. Always. So, he was long gone by the time I rose. He came back ‘appy ‘cos he’d got the last (and hardest to get) prezzies for da KIDZ! His Christmas won’t be ruined *Yay* And he’d bean to see Cash & Dash. I immediately started to unpack…

Really, nobody has any idea how much fuel is required to resolve a brain tickler like the puzzle of 137. Coffee with milk, two sugars, mostly. And… okay, we get Coked up, too. And Thoughtful Man and I smoke. Menthol filters; it’s medicinal. I roll them. The Black Sambuca is for a shot or two, with Red Bull chaser, to keep us warm chested and away from ire each night of the Festivities.

Wat is everyone’s problem with wat we consume? It’s Physics!

He also purchased two presents for me. I can’t wait. I opened them immediately.

A dick to phone and some kindling.

I’m over the Moon. Loopy broke my Kindle at school. When I think about all the fucking heavy books, I had to carry up and down the Alwyn Towerblock. Mind you, I enjoyed it – kept me fit. And I needed something to help me shamble the episode of ‘Pointless’. How was I going to do this? I know, I’ll talk to myself…

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Zo. Did you follow Clicky and watch the Program? I gno this is a mixed ability class, but… are you sure you saw wear my little Dolphin helper went?

*sniff*

*Squints… Clicky? You’re knot..? No, Okay I trust you. *

Wright then *looks at invisible watch* Oh bugger is that the hour? I need to go and spend some time with my family. My breakdown of the Program to reveal 137 will have to wait until tomorrow, then. Ooo… Bonus! I’ll include the end of the episode of I watched of ‘Pointless’ today. Plus a transcript of my wittering’s of this my first ‘Pointless Exercise’ to go with the pix. *That should be fun… knot* 😉

*Now look here, Clicky. Are you fucking about behind my back? I won’t have it, u gno…*

The two of the 9, mentioned above, I’ve actually axed if they want to participate in this experiment. That way, as a woman, I can be one of 3. And so can they. Witch nails (above) from won. Sum Song (below) from da udder.

Shamble on People, I’m off for a goodnight cuddle… Have a Song…

Talking to The Doctor: Shiny Dishes

Dr Mike Barrett in ‘Casualty’?

‘After playing several minor roles in other Hollywood films such as White Hunter Black Heart (1990) and Alien 3 (1992), Mantle was cast as consultant Dr Mike Barrett in the BBC television hospital drama series Casualty. He became one of its most popular characters, renowned for his convincing and authoritative portrayal and “dishy doc” persona.’

Reading down the wiki entry, Shiny, I realise that I’ve seen him in the flesh, too, though not to talk to. It was before he became Casualty’s Dishy Doc. It was at the theatre…

‘In 1991-2 he played Dave in Sandi Toksvig’s “The Pocket Dream” at the Nottingham Playhouse and Albery Theatre in London.’

I don’t really remember the play itself that much but I do remember it being a bitterly cold night. It was late starting because of a blackout, and fingers, toes and tip of nose were starting to go numb whilst waiting to be let inside.

You can see the programme, here, next to ‘Misery’

I worked with a giant called ‘Pip‘ 😉

Pip was very interesting character and lovely friend from my days at the JLP. Her next door neighbour was an actual movie stunt woman. It was through Pip that I briefly met Sean Bean…

Just to say “Hello” when we went to collect Pip and her husband from some awards night for Stunt People in a London hotel (we offered to put them up for the night – whilst they were still partying, we went to see the late night showing of ‘Dracula’ at Leicester Square). It was that Pip actually tried to suck his face off 😉

Roob what do you think the spoon represents?

Poons, Shiny. That’s where Thoughtful Man took me to dinner, on my birthday (the first we shared together), before taking me to see ‘Buddy‘ – see above image for the programme.

FLASH FORWARD

Tonight I watched a saved episode of ‘Pointless’ whilst ironing the boys’ school uniform for their last morning of school tomorrow, before the Christmas break…

Richard Osman was very funny about the couple that looked like Tic Tacs…

Tomorrow I will be finally free from my current employment and it’s scary because I’ve never been unemployed before and besides, redundancy hurts…

Released…

I think I’ll spend some time on ‘The Shining Forward/\Backwards‘ and maybe properly describe what 137 is. I’ve seen it; I know I’ve put it down somewhere 😉

But don*t cha know, I’ll be gal-i-venting across the Read, Bloo and Y’Ello Universes. You knever know I might even have time to do the washing up…

It’s goo goo g’joob that I’ll always be your ‘Impossible Girl’. Defo 😉

Hear, have a Song from the LoL…

*This is a Roob-x clue for u

Flash Forward is a clue 2 or1 to go infront of x37 — Humanity blacked out for exactly 137 seconds or 2 mins 17 secs. 217 is the room number in Stephen King’s The Shining. In Stanley Kubrick’s version it was 237.

Being Who? Man…

Tin Man, Shiny, has new sight. Gorge? Us? salivates

Comets turn to Being Human…

‘The central premise of Being Human is that various types of supernatural beings exist alongside human beings, with varying degrees of menace; that three of these supernatural beings are opting to live amongst human beings rather than apart from them; and that these three characters are attempting (as much as is possible) to live ordinary human lives despite the pressures and dangers of their situations. They are constantly threatened with exposure or persecution, with pressure from other supernatural creatures, and with problems caused by their attempts to deal with their own natures.’

A trinity created by Toby White/Wit/Whithouse. There’s Werewolf…

Vampire…

Ghost.

MEROVEE has a new post tonight ‘Nothing has been proved’. It is not like one of Frank’s regular posts…

This morning MIrror Frank posted news of shots fired in the war on tobacco.

Did you take Clicky’s advice and watch… tick tock… Knot keen on beheaders but Sun Tzu had lots of other things to say…

If you know yourself then you can be who ever you want to be.

Live long and vicariously. Have a Song 😉

Wait, Ask, Sniff, Pet.

“Tear me-net” Chinese Chip Lady told me the other evening over the roar of popping fat.

I’d been sent out to buy supper: Cod, chips, pie, sav (for Poppy the dog) and two buttered rolls. A feast but we’d have to wait. I placed my order and said…

Clicky, really… is it necessary to illustrate everything I say? Don’t answer…

Ten minutes to kill. What to do? I paid for dinner and decided visit Cash & Dash’s emporium, a hop, skip and jump away, to peruse their magazine racks whilst I waited.

***Clicky, they’re Hindus scratches head … They are open over Christmas, I suppose… shrugs I’ll carry on with my story, if you don’t mind. No, don’t answer.***

Childhood habit – my eyes flicked up to the top shelf. No porn on display these days but a title did catch my eye…

No fear, Clicky, I would have spotted those bazongas without my specs. Unreal…

It was the 50th issue in a Marvelous run of comic collectables. Like the zippo Thoughtful Man bought a little while back. I reached up, feeling naughty for no rational reason, and turned the tight cellophane-wrapped book over in my hands to take in the blurb on the back.

‘One of the five founding Avengers, Janet Van Dyne is the wondrous Wasp. Born of science to battle an incomprehensible enemy, she’s Earth’s tiniest titan!

‘Take in a tale to astonish, as we present the first appearance of the impeccable inspect Avenger, the Wasp! Then, Earth’s Mightiest Heroes endure the fight of their lives – when the fearsome Masters of Evil come knocking! The Wasp leads the charge as the team find themselves… Under Siege!’

I didn’t remember seeing her in either of the Avengers movies. I looked at the price – £9.99. I ummed and felt the crisp tenner in my pocket, change from the fish & chips supper. Then my eyes clocked some other numbers.

44, Click. That’S the atomic number for Ruthenium. That’s one of my numbers. And 271 and 273 are scrambled Shining room numbers…

That was it. I had to see what was inside but the cellophane was virgin tight. I ran my thumb along the seam and gently pressed…

I bought it, Click! What do you fucking take me for? No. Don’t answer!

“They’re up to Number 102” Cash eagerly informed me as he rung up the sale. I spent the next few minutes telling him in detail exactly why I had to buy this particular issue, until his eyes gazed over and I could escape. Being incomprehensible is an effective weapon. Besides, the chips would be ready.

I bade farewell and left, pushing the ‘Pull’ sign on the inside of the door. Thankfully that door swings both ways.

Supper was delicious. I won’t go into detail; rest assured there was plenty of salt & vinegar and lashings of sauce. I will finish this post with the first image I saw when I eased the cover open…

Welcome to the LoL

*Supply And Demand, Clicky?*

*Hang on a second, Clicky…*

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Apol! This is turning into a long, drawn out pro-cess. In this part, though, we finally start to go up the line of this ‘Pointless Exercise‘… Solomon :O

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2. Spiraling Towers

3. Solomon and Ruth

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4. The Angler and The Ace

5. Oh Brother… *shakes head*

6. Made in Chelsea

7. “My logisticians are a humorless lot … “

8. Friends in the Blue Universe

9. The Ozman cometh

*Apols! Clicky insert pix of emale when all’s agreed*

*FLASH FORWARD*

Tin Man, Shiny, has new sight. Gorge? Us? *salivates*

Comets turn to Being Human…

A trinity created by Toby White/Wit/Whithouse. There’s Werewolf…

Vampire…

Ghost.

MEROVEE has a new post tonight ‘Nothing has been proved’. It is not like one of Frank’s regular posts…

This morning MIrror Frank posted news of shots fired in the war on tobacco.

Did you take Clicky’s advice and watch… tick tock… Knot keen on beheaders but Sun Tzu had lots of other things to say…

If you know yourself then you can be who ever you want to be.

Live long and vicariously. Have a Song 😉

“Tear me-net” Chinese Chip Lady told me the other evening over the roar of popping fat.

I’d been sent out to buy supper: Cod, chips, pie, sav (for Poppy the dog) and two buttered rolls. A feast but we’d have to wait. I placed my order and said…

Clicky, really… is it necessary to illustrate everything I say? Don’t answer…

Ten minutes to kill. What to do? I paid for dinner and decided visit Cash & Dash’s emporium, a hop, skip and jump away, to peruse their magazine racks whilst I waited.

Clicky, they’re Hindus *scratches head* … They are open over Christmas, I suppose… *shrugs* I’ll carry on with my story, if you don’t mind. No, don’t answer.

Childhood habit – my eyes flicked up to the top shelf. No porn on display these days but a title did catch my eye…

No fear, Clicky, I would have spotted those bazongas without my specs. Unreal…

It was the 50th issue in a Marvelous run of comic collectables. Like the zippo Thoughtful Man bought a little while back. I reached up, feeling naughty for no rational reason, and turned the tight cellophane-wrapped book over in my hands to take in the blurb on the back.

I didn’t remember seeing her in either of the Avengers movies. I looked at the price – £9.99. I ummed and felt the crisp tenner in my pocket, change from the fish & chips supper. Then my eyes clocked some other numbers.

44, Click. That’S the atomic number for Ruthenium. That’s one of my numbers. And 271 and 273 are scrambled Shining room numbers…

That was it. I had to see what was inside but the cellophane was virgin tight. I ran my thumb along the seam and gently pressed…

I bought it, Click! What do you fucking take me for? No. Don’t answer!

I bade farewell and left, pushing the ‘Pull’ sign on the inside of the door. Thankfully that door swings both ways.

Supper was delicious. I won’t go into detail; rest assured there was plenty of salt & vinegar and lashings of sauce. I will finish this post with the first image I saw when I eased the cover open…

Have a Song… 😉

Supply And Demand, Clicky?

Hang on a second, Clicky…

5. Oh Brother… shakes head

Apols! Clicky insert pix of emale when all’s agreed

FLASH FORWARD

Tin Man, Shiny, has new sight. Gorge? Us? salivates

***Clicky, they’re Hindus scratches head … They are open over Christmas, I suppose… shrugs I’ll carry on with my story, if you don’t mind. No, don’t answer.***