An S, says Terence. She's going to marry an S-shape.
A snake, says Surfing-With-Whales.
Your name starts with S, says Rosamunda.
Wrong, says Surfing-With-Whales. That's not my real name. My name's ...... something else.
Bob, says Arthur.
Robert, says Surfing-With-Whales.
But your surname, says Rosamunda.
Swales! says Gaius. This is amusing.
What about your name? says Surfing-With-Whales. Gaius Plinius Secundus.
I'm an old bachelor, says Gaius. Never married.
I know! says Terence. She's going to marry Sweezus! Woop woop!
That's you, says Rosamunda. You'll grow up to be Sweezus. Come here, let me give you a kiss.
Yuck! says Terence.
Anyway, says Rosamunda, apple peel always falls in an S-shape.
Let's see, says Arthur.
He picks up the ribbon of peel and throws it over his shoulder.
It breaks in two. Each piece falls in a C-shape.
Cluck cluck! He's going to marry a chicken! says Terence.
Come on, says Rosamunda. We have to get going.
They get up off the grass, into Katherine's car, and get going.
Soon, they are in Bordertown.
Look! says Surfing-With-Whales as they pass the lightning clock. That's the lightning clock.
The lightning clock is worth looking at ( if you're in Bordertown ). It is an obelisk, topped with a lightning flash jutting out obliquely, at the end point of which is suspended a clock. It marks the site of the first source of electricity.
But no one else in the car even sees it.
You missed it, says Surfing-With-Whales.
What? says Arthur, with a mouthful of cake.
He's got cake, says Terence.
The lightning clock, says Surfing-With-Whales.
Never mind, says Rosamunda. We'll push on to Horsham and see their one.
Do they have one? asks Surfing-With-Whales. First I've heard of it.
Cake! says Terence. Where's my cake?
No, says Gaius, but I've heard that they have a most intriguing Post Office Bell.
No one's LISTENING! cries Terence.
He is wrong. They are just trying not to listen.
That's what it's always like, travelling with babies.
Monday, November 10, 2014
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