An exciting looking package arrived from the North just before Christmas and was duly opened on the day itself.

There was a book called ‘Good Breeding’ – full of photographs of prize animals accompanied by their owners from around the world taken by Yann Arthus-Bertrand. One of the main themes seemed to be huge testicles; even the Pygmy Pig made me feel rather inadequate.

There was a very handy notebook that was just the right size to slip into a handbag – thank you – and a tin of invisibility mints.

Invisibility mints

“Oh good” said Lo, she is a terrible Goddess “why don’t you try one straight away?”

I popped and sucked while the TG looked at me in an interested way I hadn’t seen for years.

After a while she said “Try another Peabrain” . She sounded quite insistent.

There was another short pause with her staring at me.

“OK, I think you’d better eat the lot in one go.” If I didn’t know better I could have sworn that I detected a hint of panic in her voice.

(I never panic – I had a slight sore throat. Lo,TG Ed)

I poured them all into my mouth and chewed. I started to feel a tad queasy.

“I don’t feel so good. I think I’ll go and have a lie down.”

“Not exactly what I was hoping for but it’s a start” she said as I left the room. She resumed flicking through the ‘Good Breeding’ book.


(Brilliant idea, 70’s of course. Googling invisibility sweets/potions/ointments/shampoo/bath salts… Lo,TG Ed)