Thursday 16 August 2012

Entry 1: It was a dark and stormy night...

Today (or should I say Tomorrow) we had a bizarre visitor, Mrs Whatsit. Who names themselves Whatsit? Anyway, Mrs Whatsit had an odd getup, and wore a combination of many clothes. According to my brother Charles, (left), she was the tramp who stole Mrs Buncombe's (the Constable's wife) bedsheets.
This is strange. Why is Charles making friends with weird people but acts 'dumb' in front of others? I don't trust her one bit, especially after she wanted a Russian caviar sandwich, which we were saving for Mother's birthday.
However, the last part of her visit was intriguing. Mrs Whatsit (left) mentioned a 'tesseract', and that startled Mother. Since Mother is usually calm, when something upsets her, I guess it's something big. What can a 'tesseract' possibly be?

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