Fifitrixibelle ushered us in and immediately began talking to Lo, she is a terrible Goddess in hushed whispers. They kept glancing at me.
“Why don’t you go down the garden and get some fresh air, Peabrain? We’ve got a lot to talk about.”
I wandered out of the back door feeling quite safe; after all this is one of the nicest suburbs in London [London, England for over-the-pond visitors].
I took the few steps to the bottom of the garden and turning round, I sat on the edge of the decking.
The house had disappeared.
I rubbed my eyes.
An entity offered me wine.
A headless apparition that reminded me of Spike, Fifi’s pet savant, ran from my view.
There were monsters stalking in the undergrowth.
I dreamed of familiars being familiar.
The next thing I knew I was driving home.
I asked the TG if I had had a nice time.
“I don’t know about you Peabrain …….. but we did.”
There was that very suspicious smile again.
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(We had a very nice time, Peabrain. A different time zone, you might say…. Lo,TG Ed)
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