Saturday 15 December 2018

‘this mad riddle.. that no one knows what it is’ II





a giant flock of chickens has been roosting on the roofs and in the eaves of the houses of parliament for some time now. it started with one chicken and then rapidly became a deluge - with limpy skaggy legions of battery hens hobbling towards the capital down all major roads.

thousands died along the way - but thousands more still made it. the security procedures were designed for terrorists and journalists, they were not designed to cope with chickens.

soon the sills and the parking bays were white with a mixture of slimy impacted guano and feathers. people began to itch and sneeze and develop allergies. the stench (in wet weather) was awful. taxi drivers would refuse to take you there. westminster bridge fell silent. even the tourists began to stay away.

the sound balance of tv broadcasts were disrupted by random howling cockerels, so the bbc stayed home. cabling was chewed through. even the rats mysteriously vanished, retreating to sub-dungeons and forgotten basements. more and more staff phoned in sick. armed police asked to returned to normal duties. MPs returned more and more to their constituencies.

slowly the gothic contours of the palace were covered as if by mud dribbled from on high - and in a sense it was. eventually the whole place was condemned and forgotten about.

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wait for it wait for it...

horsemouth is done for the year. (he’s so done). (ok he’s got to drop off some paperwork monday). having become done, horsemouth walked home. stuck on the oven to cook a pizza and ... fell to sleep. when he woke up he discovered there’s no pizza in the house. (ok pasta, pesto and fakemeat it is).

thursday night richard (wild hare) stayed - they went for pizza and in the morning horsemouth put him on the bus (the wrong bus). this is why horsemouth needs a break.

last night he should have been out at the collective endeavour’s christmas party - but he was knackered and misanthropic. instead he sunk a bottle of beer and  caught up on the news.



horsemouth's friend kevin has been busy - he's  even played a gig.

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