Everyone was leaving, except for Victor.
Sweezus and Belle et Bonne took a last ride down to Middleton, hoping to return the Mambo shorts to their owner.
Ahh, said Camus as he watched them disappear down the road. That reminds me of the days .....
Of course it does, said the VeloDrone. And that reminds me, have you finished your article for Velosophy by any chance?
I have, said Camus, I shall email it to you as soon as I get home. You'll like the ending.
The ending! That's what I've been waiting for, said The VeloDrone.
Very funny, said Camus. Well, goodbye all.
The Camus family got into their car and drove off in the direction of Victor Harbor.
Goodbye Victor, said Gaius. It was a very interesting weekend. I hope we meet again.
So do I, said Victor. I wonder if you have an interest in Geology?
Rocks! said Gaius. I certainly do.
How about your friends? said Victor, looking at The VeloDrone and Le Bon David.
Err..humm, said the VeloDrone. Rocks. Yes, yes, of course. Everything has its own particular interest. Particularly rocks.
Oh rocks, said Le Bon David. Indeed. One can learn a great deal from rocks, or so I've heard.
No truer words were ever spoken, said Victor. Well then, let me invite you to the next meeting of the Field Geologists Club. I shall be travelling to town for it on Monday. Meet me at the Mawson Laboratories at six o'clock, and I'll introduce you to my friends.
Wonderful, said Gaius. We look forward to it.
Yes, said The VeloDrone. We look forward to brushing up on rocks.
As a matter of fact, said Victor, I don't think this month's talk is going to be on rocks, directly.
What a pity, said Le Bon David. Then perhaps we needn't come.
No, no, you must come, said Victor. I assure you that you won't be disappointed.
Showing posts with label Victor Harbor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Victor Harbor. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Resolution
Gaius and Victor were inside the bakery at the front of the queue. Victor often found himself at the front of a queue. No one felt comfortable with the local policeman standing behind them.
Gaius was defending Sweezus.
You see, said Gaius, if it's all in the timing, then I shall attest that you thought he was innocent BEFORE he escaped from the back seat of the police car, and BEFORE you lost the evidence.
What? said Victor, not quite following.
What would you like, Victor? asked the girl behind the counter.
A vegetable pasty and a custard berliner, said Victor. Thanks.
You said it, said Gaius. I heard you.
And you? asked the girl.
Pardon? Oh, I'll have the same, said Gaius.
I've got his shorts, said Victor. And his bike.
Gaius gave up, and decided to try for Plan B.
Belle et Bonne came in.
Keep Victor talking, she whispered. Sweezus is here.
Tell him to escape on my bike, said Gaius.
Brilliant plan , said Belle et Bonne.
......
Sweezus was sitting outside at a table in the shade with the twins.
Tweet tweet, said Catherine. We're penguins. Let's eat a pie!
Tweet tweet! said Sweezus, half-heartedly.
Sweezus, said Belle et Bonne. Gaius says to escape on his bicycle.
No, said Sweezus. I'm staying. I've decided to be more like Frog.
Frog? said Jean. Rrriddip!
No, said Sweezus. Not that sort of frog.
Victor and Gaius came out with their warm paper bags.
Victor, said Sweezus. I'm not guilty of anything. This has all been a fiction. Do you not understand?
Of course I understand, said Victor. You can go. But those shorts must not leave Victor Harbor.
Gaius was defending Sweezus.
You see, said Gaius, if it's all in the timing, then I shall attest that you thought he was innocent BEFORE he escaped from the back seat of the police car, and BEFORE you lost the evidence.
What? said Victor, not quite following.
What would you like, Victor? asked the girl behind the counter.
A vegetable pasty and a custard berliner, said Victor. Thanks.
You said it, said Gaius. I heard you.
And you? asked the girl.
Pardon? Oh, I'll have the same, said Gaius.
I've got his shorts, said Victor. And his bike.
Gaius gave up, and decided to try for Plan B.
Belle et Bonne came in.
Keep Victor talking, she whispered. Sweezus is here.
Tell him to escape on my bike, said Gaius.
Brilliant plan , said Belle et Bonne.
......
Sweezus was sitting outside at a table in the shade with the twins.
Tweet tweet, said Catherine. We're penguins. Let's eat a pie!
Tweet tweet! said Sweezus, half-heartedly.
Sweezus, said Belle et Bonne. Gaius says to escape on his bicycle.
No, said Sweezus. I'm staying. I've decided to be more like Frog.
Frog? said Jean. Rrriddip!
No, said Sweezus. Not that sort of frog.
Victor and Gaius came out with their warm paper bags.
Victor, said Sweezus. I'm not guilty of anything. This has all been a fiction. Do you not understand?
Of course I understand, said Victor. You can go. But those shorts must not leave Victor Harbor.
Friday, October 7, 2011
The Hammer
Sweezus's mind was on fire. He rode towards Victor Harbor in front of the others composing the story in his head:
Mephisto arrived at the lockup and made some enquiries. He learned that Nunghausen hadn't been charged due to the disappearance of the evidence.
Mephisto felt cheated. He'd been planning to rescue his friend and now he couldn't. He had a sudden inspiration.
If Nunghausen had been released because the evidence was mislaid, the evidence must be found! And what had the evidence been? It had been the brown paper pie bag, smeared with incriminating minced penguin meat. Mephisto had only to produce it, and Nunghausen would be back in the lockup. THEN, he would need to be rescued.
As evening drew in, Mephisto rode his bicycle out to the island and purchased a normal meat pie, which he ate. He folded the brown paper pie bag and stuffed it into his pocket.
Later, under cover of darkness, he climbed the steps, stationed himself in front of a penguin burrow, and waited. In his other pocket, was a hammer.
Tweet! Tweet! A baby penguin came out.
Mephisto whacked it on the head with his hammer.
Waaark! went the baby penguin. It would be the last thing it said.
YES! said Sweezus. This rocks! I can't wait to tell Belle et Bonne.
Mephisto arrived at the lockup and made some enquiries. He learned that Nunghausen hadn't been charged due to the disappearance of the evidence.
Mephisto felt cheated. He'd been planning to rescue his friend and now he couldn't. He had a sudden inspiration.
If Nunghausen had been released because the evidence was mislaid, the evidence must be found! And what had the evidence been? It had been the brown paper pie bag, smeared with incriminating minced penguin meat. Mephisto had only to produce it, and Nunghausen would be back in the lockup. THEN, he would need to be rescued.
As evening drew in, Mephisto rode his bicycle out to the island and purchased a normal meat pie, which he ate. He folded the brown paper pie bag and stuffed it into his pocket.
Later, under cover of darkness, he climbed the steps, stationed himself in front of a penguin burrow, and waited. In his other pocket, was a hammer.
Tweet! Tweet! A baby penguin came out.
Mephisto whacked it on the head with his hammer.
Waaark! went the baby penguin. It would be the last thing it said.
YES! said Sweezus. This rocks! I can't wait to tell Belle et Bonne.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Revelation and Reconsideration
Sweezus stopped at Mount Compass for a bottle of spring water.
He reviewed his story so far. It had got away from him somehow. Mephisto had returned to Victor Harbor to rescue Nunghausen. Was that his own conscience telling him what to do?
Hmm, thought Sweezus. Maybe I'll....
Just then a young woman entered the cafe and walked up to him. It was Belle et Bonne!
Sweezus! she exclaimed. What are you doing here?
Escaping, said Sweezus. And reconsidering.
But haven't you heard? asked Belle et Bonne. There was no case to answer. And Gaius has gone whale watching with Victor the policeman. He phoned us to tell us the news.
Whoaa! said Sweezus. I'm escaping for nothing! Well, no, not for nothing. I'm writing this killer article in my head.
Oh Sweezus! that's wonderful, said Belle et Bonne. How's it going so far?
Gangbusters! said Sweezus. I've got names for my characters and everything. It's all about this escape, and the moral repercussions and philosophical implications. I call it the Nihilist Bicyclist.
Clever you, said Belle et Bonne. And what are the names of your characters?
Gaius is Nunghausen, and I'm called Mephisto, said Sweezus. Cool yeah?
Cool, said Belle et Bonne. But I wonder how Gaius will like being called Nunghausen. It makes him sound rather......German.
Does it? said Sweezus. It just popped into my head. I thought it sounded kind of intellectual.
Let's hope Gaius does, said Belle et Bonne. Now, are you wondering why I'm here?
No, said Sweezus. I assumed you'd come to look for me.
Not really, said Belle et Bonne. I'm with papa and Uncle David. We're going whale-watching with Gaius. Want to come back to Victor Harbor with us?
Alright, said Sweezus. I'll come if you're going. I'll think out the moral implications on the way.
Come on then, Mephisto, said Belle et Bonne. Let's get back on our bikes.
He reviewed his story so far. It had got away from him somehow. Mephisto had returned to Victor Harbor to rescue Nunghausen. Was that his own conscience telling him what to do?
Hmm, thought Sweezus. Maybe I'll....
Just then a young woman entered the cafe and walked up to him. It was Belle et Bonne!
Sweezus! she exclaimed. What are you doing here?
Escaping, said Sweezus. And reconsidering.
But haven't you heard? asked Belle et Bonne. There was no case to answer. And Gaius has gone whale watching with Victor the policeman. He phoned us to tell us the news.
Whoaa! said Sweezus. I'm escaping for nothing! Well, no, not for nothing. I'm writing this killer article in my head.
Oh Sweezus! that's wonderful, said Belle et Bonne. How's it going so far?
Gangbusters! said Sweezus. I've got names for my characters and everything. It's all about this escape, and the moral repercussions and philosophical implications. I call it the Nihilist Bicyclist.
Clever you, said Belle et Bonne. And what are the names of your characters?
Gaius is Nunghausen, and I'm called Mephisto, said Sweezus. Cool yeah?
Cool, said Belle et Bonne. But I wonder how Gaius will like being called Nunghausen. It makes him sound rather......German.
Does it? said Sweezus. It just popped into my head. I thought it sounded kind of intellectual.
Let's hope Gaius does, said Belle et Bonne. Now, are you wondering why I'm here?
No, said Sweezus. I assumed you'd come to look for me.
Not really, said Belle et Bonne. I'm with papa and Uncle David. We're going whale-watching with Gaius. Want to come back to Victor Harbor with us?
Alright, said Sweezus. I'll come if you're going. I'll think out the moral implications on the way.
Come on then, Mephisto, said Belle et Bonne. Let's get back on our bikes.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
The Incompetent Policeman
Aren't you going after him? asked Gaius.
I don't think so, said Victor. I imagine he's innocent anyway.
You do, do you? said Gaius. And what about me?
You're probably guilty, said Victor. As the paper bag will no doubt prove.
It will prove just the opposite, said Gaius, hotly. Make sure you don't lose it.
I won't lose it, said Victor. I'm a policeman.
You're an incompetent policeman, said Gaius. First you let a suspect escape, then you say he was probably innocent. If I were to escape would you say the same about me? No doubt you would. No wonder I'm worried you'll lose the paper bag. Where is it, if you don't mind me asking?
It's here in my pocket, said Victor. At least it was. I'm sure it was. Now what can have happened to it?
You've lost it, said Gaius. I knew it. Next you'll say I'm free to go.
You are, said Victor. Now I've lost the evidence.
Nonsense, said Gaius. You still have to write a report. You are not just dealing with any old suspect you know. I am a citizen of ancient Rome. I know all about legalities.
Ancient Rome? said Victor, putting two and two together. Pliny? Don't tell me you are Gaius Plinius Secundus? Otherwise known as Pliny the Elder?
At last! said Gaius. A bit of recognition. Yes, I am he.
Well well, it's an honour Mr Pliny, said Victor. This explains the penguin pie very satisfactorily.
It does? said Gaius.
It does, said Victor. I assume you would have been used to eating such things in ancient Rome. My report will make that clear. You have no case to answer.
Thank you, said Pliny. Although your assumption is quite wrong. And now may I go?
You may, said Victor, unless.....would you like to stay on in Victor Harbor for a few days and come whale-watching with me?
I would, Victor, said Gaius. I would indeed.
I don't think so, said Victor. I imagine he's innocent anyway.
You do, do you? said Gaius. And what about me?
You're probably guilty, said Victor. As the paper bag will no doubt prove.
It will prove just the opposite, said Gaius, hotly. Make sure you don't lose it.
I won't lose it, said Victor. I'm a policeman.
You're an incompetent policeman, said Gaius. First you let a suspect escape, then you say he was probably innocent. If I were to escape would you say the same about me? No doubt you would. No wonder I'm worried you'll lose the paper bag. Where is it, if you don't mind me asking?
It's here in my pocket, said Victor. At least it was. I'm sure it was. Now what can have happened to it?
You've lost it, said Gaius. I knew it. Next you'll say I'm free to go.
You are, said Victor. Now I've lost the evidence.
Nonsense, said Gaius. You still have to write a report. You are not just dealing with any old suspect you know. I am a citizen of ancient Rome. I know all about legalities.
Ancient Rome? said Victor, putting two and two together. Pliny? Don't tell me you are Gaius Plinius Secundus? Otherwise known as Pliny the Elder?
At last! said Gaius. A bit of recognition. Yes, I am he.
Well well, it's an honour Mr Pliny, said Victor. This explains the penguin pie very satisfactorily.
It does? said Gaius.
It does, said Victor. I assume you would have been used to eating such things in ancient Rome. My report will make that clear. You have no case to answer.
Thank you, said Pliny. Although your assumption is quite wrong. And now may I go?
You may, said Victor, unless.....would you like to stay on in Victor Harbor for a few days and come whale-watching with me?
I would, Victor, said Gaius. I would indeed.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
You Must Escape At Once
Bong Bong Bong Bong!
Belle et Bonne had received a text message.
I wish you'd change that ring tone, said Marie.
It's Big Ben, said Belle et Bonne.
What does he want? asked Marie.
Haha, said Belle et Bonne. It's actually from Sweezus.
She read the message.
Oh no! she said.
What? asked Marie. What does he say?
He says not to worry if we hear he's been arrested for possession of a penguin pie, said Belle et Bonne. And he says that he's a nihilist.
For goodness sake! said Marie. We never should have sent him off to Victor Harbor.
It doesn't sound like Sweezie, said Belle et Bonne. In fact....penguin pie. That has Gaius written all over it.
Yes it does, agreed Marie. I wouldn't be at all surprised if Gaius made the penguin pie and was apprehended, and then Sweezus agreed to take the blame because that fool Camus convinced him nothing really matters.
Except Sweezie doesn't really believe that nothing matters, said Belle et Bonne. Or why would he have sent this text telling us not to worry?
True, said Marie. Well, it doesn't sound as though he's been arrested yet. I think you should text back advising him to escape at once.
Alright, said Belle et Bonne. And she texted: SWEEZIE YOU DARLING SILLY NIHILIST GET ON YOUR BICYCLE YOU MUST ESCAPE AT ONCE
Belle et Bonne had received a text message.
I wish you'd change that ring tone, said Marie.
It's Big Ben, said Belle et Bonne.
What does he want? asked Marie.
Haha, said Belle et Bonne. It's actually from Sweezus.
She read the message.
Oh no! she said.
What? asked Marie. What does he say?
He says not to worry if we hear he's been arrested for possession of a penguin pie, said Belle et Bonne. And he says that he's a nihilist.
For goodness sake! said Marie. We never should have sent him off to Victor Harbor.
It doesn't sound like Sweezie, said Belle et Bonne. In fact....penguin pie. That has Gaius written all over it.
Yes it does, agreed Marie. I wouldn't be at all surprised if Gaius made the penguin pie and was apprehended, and then Sweezus agreed to take the blame because that fool Camus convinced him nothing really matters.
Except Sweezie doesn't really believe that nothing matters, said Belle et Bonne. Or why would he have sent this text telling us not to worry?
True, said Marie. Well, it doesn't sound as though he's been arrested yet. I think you should text back advising him to escape at once.
Alright, said Belle et Bonne. And she texted: SWEEZIE YOU DARLING SILLY NIHILIST GET ON YOUR BICYCLE YOU MUST ESCAPE AT ONCE
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Hooking Up With Camus
I'm all ears, said Sweezus, swigging on his Diet Coke and crunching up three macarons in quick succession. What's your brilliant idea?
It's this, said Marie. You know how you've been mooning around the office for ages, and you still haven't written anything of note...
What about my moon tweets? said Sweezus, looking offended.
Admirable, said Marie, but what we want's an article on bicycle philosophy. Now, our friend Camus has told us that he needs a bit of help finishing his own contribution, which is due at the end of the week. How about you two hooking up with him? You might get some inspiration, Sweezus, and you, Gaius....
Me, said Gaius. What have I to do with this? I have no need of inspiration. You never even waited to hear what I was planning to write.
Sorry Gaius dear, said Belle et Bonne. What was it?
As a matter of fact, said Gaius, I came here in such a hurry after I remembered my promise that I have only a very vague idea.
Exactly, said Marie. I thought as much. Working with Camus will help you crystallise your own idea. Camus is a very clever chap, he won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1957.
Humph, said Gaius.
But there's another more important reason why we need you, Gaius, said Belle et Bonne quickly. We know that you are very good at solving mysteries.
I am? said Gaius. Oh yes, the bicycle mystery. But what mystery do you need solving now?
Unfortunately, Camus has gone missing, said Belle et Bonne.
Sweezus whistled.
And you want us to find him!
Yes, said Marie. But we only have one clue. We know he's somewhere down at Victor Harbor looking for fairy penguins, but we don't know where he's staying.
It's this, said Marie. You know how you've been mooning around the office for ages, and you still haven't written anything of note...
What about my moon tweets? said Sweezus, looking offended.
Admirable, said Marie, but what we want's an article on bicycle philosophy. Now, our friend Camus has told us that he needs a bit of help finishing his own contribution, which is due at the end of the week. How about you two hooking up with him? You might get some inspiration, Sweezus, and you, Gaius....
Me, said Gaius. What have I to do with this? I have no need of inspiration. You never even waited to hear what I was planning to write.
Sorry Gaius dear, said Belle et Bonne. What was it?
As a matter of fact, said Gaius, I came here in such a hurry after I remembered my promise that I have only a very vague idea.
Exactly, said Marie. I thought as much. Working with Camus will help you crystallise your own idea. Camus is a very clever chap, he won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1957.
Humph, said Gaius.
But there's another more important reason why we need you, Gaius, said Belle et Bonne quickly. We know that you are very good at solving mysteries.
I am? said Gaius. Oh yes, the bicycle mystery. But what mystery do you need solving now?
Unfortunately, Camus has gone missing, said Belle et Bonne.
Sweezus whistled.
And you want us to find him!
Yes, said Marie. But we only have one clue. We know he's somewhere down at Victor Harbor looking for fairy penguins, but we don't know where he's staying.
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