seriessix Posted March 9, 2008 Posted March 9, 2008 Many years ago, before her untimely and violent demise, my grandmother gave me a leather bound ledger. For years this remained unopened in the book case of my spare room, then one day I felt an almost ungodly compulsion to reveal its contents to myself. Every page contained what appeared to be a mixture of text and images, like a visually phonetic language. For months I tried to decipher these pages and after multiple attempts found the key to the mystery, ultimately it would seem that the whole book was a kind of smokescreen, a subterfuge. By my definition all those pages condensed into what we would regard to be just a simple recipe. Please take a moment out of your busy day to read the following interpretation of her journal. Adamantly hollow out and sew together 12 goose necks. Wrap around any wifes torso to cure for a month. Dry necks along the length of your stairs. When dry and stiff remove and place in garden like a zig zagging faceless snake.
Dozy Posted March 9, 2008 Posted March 9, 2008 Sound advice, I'd say - they knew a thing or two, these oldies
Recommended Posts
Archived
This topic is now archived and is closed to further replies.