N ails …

»What are you staring at, folks? Do you mind Hildegard being my mother and not my housekeeper? Or what?«

»And I feel more like his housekeeper and not like his landlady, to be honest.«

»You are his housekeeper not his landlady?«

»Mrs Hudson?«

»Who is Mrs Hudson?«

»Kate Hudson? Leave my analyst out of this!«

»We are not talking about your analyst, dear.«

»Can we go back on track, please?«

»You mean back in line?«

»What line, dude?«

»The storyline, folks! Ursa Major. The dial of stone. The Great Bear in the Northern Sky…«

»Do you still think we have got a storyline here?«

And from the skies above a great bear is grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

Bored of the life in the City of Gold
He'd left and let nobody know.
Gone were the towers he had known from a child,
Alone with the dream of a life
He travelled the wide open road,
The blinkered arcade,
In search of another to share in his life.
Nowhere.
Everyone looked so strange to him.

They've got no horns and they've got no tail
They don't even know of our existence.
Am I wrong to believe in a City of Gold
That lies in the deep distance, he cried

And wept as they led him away to a cage
Beast that can talk, read the sign.
The creatures they pushed and they prodded his frame
And questioned his story again.
But soon they grew bored of their prey
Beast that can talk?

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Today is Thursday, the 1st of June 2023.

Chesire Bear