Part 7 of the Epic Collaboration – A Revelation of Sorts

Continued from HERE

“With this epic collaboration you are spoiling us,” whispered Aidan Turner into my ear.
We had left the throng of the Mogwash Manor ballroom and had retired to the balcony for some privacy as I was feeling a little peculiar after eating far too many Ferrero Rocher chocolates. I squinted at Aidan, and then in a fit of bravado I whipped away the flannel that was covering a suspiciously saggy pair of greying Y fronts.
“You’re not Aidan Turner!” I screamed, “You are Mago, the German archeologist from a post I wrote on April 15th 2015 that obviously EVERYONE remembers!”
Mago’s shoulders slumped in shame, and he slid the black nylon wig from his head.
“‘ee made me do it,” said Mago, “‘ee made me pretend.”
“Who?”
“That Device person, ‘ee is witch.”
“I thought you were German, not Spanish? Never mind, we will work on that later…. but why, Why??? Why would he do that????? WHY?????” I said, becoming somewhat hysterical.
“‘ee is after the Bottle of Greed! ‘Ee think Aidan could seduce you into revealing its location; ‘ee say ‘ee would share profits with me.”
I smiled my special enigmatic smile, kept for such occasions.
“This is all getting very silly,” I muttered.
“Bit like British Government,” chuckled Mago.
I glared at him and continued, “do you have my left wellington boot?”
“Mais oui, it is ‘ere,” replied Mago, relieving a passing butler of one muddy boot and handing it to me.
“Thank you, that’s the Cinderella thread of this epic tale sewn up then.”
“What ‘appens next?”
“Well that depends on you, do you want to stay in a narrative where you are forced to fly around half naked on an ancient octopus sucker bathmat? Or, would you like to be in a narrative where you wear warm clothes and have the status of historian/professor/archeologist?”
I felt my stomach grumble and regretted my overindulgence with the Ferrero Rocher – I had terrible indigestion. My chest tightened and my Bettina gown felt as though it was shrinking, whilst Mago appeared to be getting larger and larger.

“Damn that witch!” I squeaked.

“Vair did she go? She ‘as vanished! I want nice narrative, with the clothes! I want to dig up carparks! Wo ist she????” Despaired Mago, almost getting the gist of a German accent.

It appeared that I had neglected to tie up the Alice in Wonderland thread in a timely fashion, and this neglect would cost me dear….

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To be continued over the Cusp….
Although there may be an interlude around the Garden Event and Halloween.

20 thoughts on “Part 7 of the Epic Collaboration – A Revelation of Sorts

  1. dinahmow

    “hello and stuff” is about all I can manage to say.
    And what have you done to Mago??? And Jon’s posh frock has SHRUNK? He’ll never forgive you!
    And now Savvy is getting her garden pics in EARLY. What the bejeezlehoop is happening over there???

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  2. Scarlet Post author

    Even worse – I HAVE SHRUNK!!!!!!
    Good morning/evening, Dinah! Shall I tell something else that is equally discombobulating? All my garden photos are in as well – including The Triffids, and The Gardens of Yore!!!!
    Sx

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    1. Scarlet Post author

      I am just knocking off for a shower, but will have time to glance at my email in an hour…. hang on Dinah… do not send the Garden pics to me!!! Mr Devine and I are not the same person!!!! As you well know!!
      Sx

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    1. Scarlet Post author

      I’d steer clear of the Ferrero Rocher, Mr Devine, they appear to be laced with something – but then again, you’d know that!
      People like warm clothes – especially if they have to fly around on a bathmat. I will get Dinah on my side, and maybe MJ. Perhaps I’ll be able to tempt Jon with a greenhouse of Fucshias??!
      Sx

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  3. Jon

    Humph! That frock is ruined – and it’s due back at the V&A next week!

    This Mogwash-Cinderella-Alice in Wonderland-Poldark-Indiana Jones mash-up is all a bit of a mindfuck… Made me laugh, though. Jx

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  4. Mitzi

    I’ve seen Ferrero Rocher in a bar but can’t remember where, I suspect Home Bargains.

    Did the saggy pair of greying Y-fronts have a yellow stain at the front and a brown patch at the back?

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  5. Nick Rogers

    I remember visiting my beloved aunt at Mogwash Manor when it was an oasis of civilised tranquillity and decorum. Now it seems to be the centre of bizarre and surreal goings-on that are setting a thoroughly bad example to impressionable young people. This anarchy must stop immediately!

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    1. Scarlet Post author

      Apologies, Nick, this blog is a shambles, but, I think it’s best to embrace the anarchy and go with the flow – at least until a grown up takes charge.
      Sx

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  6. melaniereynolds

    I must demand that poor Mr Mago be put back into some proper and comfortable clothes at once or I’m sending an army of foxes! Do you have any idea what an army of foxes could do to the buffet table?!?! Maybe we’ll have to get more Ferrero Rocher to set a trap for the witch, but then what will you do with ’em?

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    1. Scarlet Post author

      Mels – An army of foxes?!!!! I can’t wait!!
      What will I do with Mr Devine when he is caught? Firstly I will demand to be reinstated to my original size – and then I will make him put on a garden event EVERY week.
      Sx

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