The Moralistic Tale of Quentin Farqui? By CpSingleton © 2016
Quentin Farquis was a huge man, who liked to parade around his estate in purple velvet boots. He would do this everyday at two o’clock of the noon time. No matter the weather.
When pressed he would say that it was to welcome the Wisps, before stomping on his way.
The trouble with that statement was that nobody born later than the seventies knew what a Wisp actually was.
Even if folk were around to see their popularity flourish, there was a distinct possibility that most of that generation believed that the Wisp was a made up concept, a figment of a sixties imagination, or a plain lie.
He believed, especially after his ill-conceived flurry into paper eating, that Wisps were as real as biscuits and that he was chosen to make sure the earthbound spirit was happy and content.
The Wisps, however, although very real indeed, had made a packet with the show documenting them and had relocated to Scunthorpe.
If there’s a moral to this tale, and I’m sure there must just be, then I’ll be slapped with cream horn if I’m party to it.
As for Quentin, he’s happy in his thoughts and gets lots of exercise, which keeps his cholesterol down, so who’s he harming?
Abagham Jinxster. Esq.