A Frank and Earnest Bleat…

Cough luminescence has faintly flummoxed me for the present. Being a super-power has it’s price.

I Fail to See.

Bifocally, I am a failure. Please insert coins to the value of sad.

The Old Alma Mater

The Fractal Academy for the Medically Adventurous.

It just is, Alright…

Well, as we say farewell to yet another Grapplehook Term, at the Academy of St. Elvis-in the-Martian-Plains, we reflect upon our achievements woefully under-achieved. That’s not a bad thing though, as our sponsored subject for this term was “Armed Robbery and Associated Studies”.

Matron returns from Holloway in the near future. Our prayers go to the Parole Board, and it’s officers in the Community.

Some Pink Toads

Ah, Another Crumpet

Verisimilitudes, and Other Falsehoods.

It’s been a very philosophical time, at the Chateau Ettuspadix, as we are currently redecorating what we like to call the “Descartes Room” – at least we think we are. Of course we would have started with the “Existentialist Suite”, but that would just be Sartre for Sartre”s sake.


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