I must say that this came as a great surprise to me.
I knew things were bad when I saw Pastor Zeke earlier this morning whilst out walking my Nigrahounds - he was pale and listless and dull-eyed as if beset by the black demons of despair. I gave him a hand getting a rope tied to the side of the Old Bridge (scene of so many tragedies) and asked if there was anything I could do to help. He muttered something incomprehensible and his eyes well with tears the way they do when he reads Revelations.
Anyway, I gave a hand tying the rope to a support and left him to whatever he was doing and returned home to be greeted by Boy, my faithful retainer, who remarked that Nephew Zebulun had been round and left the above newspaper in my office with the hint that I might want to read it.
I said that I doubted I would as I rarely read newspapers and relied on Fox News as an unbiased source of information.
Nevertheless, I did go straight to my office and picked it up.
Grave news indeed. Truly shocking and outrageous! What times! What is the world coming to? Mind you, Pastor Zeke did warn of a new and more dangerous cult "More Dangerous Than Scientology" on the rise in Hollywood - as publicized in the top left of the publication, so it was no surprise that the Lord is testing him with even more of his great work in saving starlets in Hellywood.
Thinking that I could be of assistance to him in some of his work, I took the Enquirer and left again for the Old Bridge. There was no Pastor Zeke and no rope, So I went off to his house.
I found him on a ladder in his garage loosening the main electricity supply cables. Strangely he was dipping wet. (There must have been some heavy rain between the Old Bridge and the house.) I showed him the front page and the news of the Hellywood cult and he let out an awful mournful cry - a sure sign that this was the cause of his strange mood. I suspect I had interrupted him at the wrong moment and he had stabbed himself in the hand with the screwdriver or something like that. I sensed that he was busy, as he seemed to ignore my presence and work all the more feverishly. I left, and as I did so, I noticed that the master switch for the electricity was still on - I quietly turned it off and was on my way. We don't want any accidents, do we?
Anyway, it is time to rally round and come up with a plan, where we can all pull together and help Zeke fight this growing Californication Cult.
There will be a meeting at the church at 7pm Tuesday.
PS, I have just received a call from Daisy-Mae - Zeke is at home recovering, he fell of the ladder and twisted his ankle. So a plan is all the more important as he cannot be feeling too cheerful.
I knew things were bad when I saw Pastor Zeke earlier this morning whilst out walking my Nigrahounds - he was pale and listless and dull-eyed as if beset by the black demons of despair. I gave him a hand getting a rope tied to the side of the Old Bridge (scene of so many tragedies) and asked if there was anything I could do to help. He muttered something incomprehensible and his eyes well with tears the way they do when he reads Revelations.
Anyway, I gave a hand tying the rope to a support and left him to whatever he was doing and returned home to be greeted by Boy, my faithful retainer, who remarked that Nephew Zebulun had been round and left the above newspaper in my office with the hint that I might want to read it.
I said that I doubted I would as I rarely read newspapers and relied on Fox News as an unbiased source of information.
Nevertheless, I did go straight to my office and picked it up.
Grave news indeed. Truly shocking and outrageous! What times! What is the world coming to? Mind you, Pastor Zeke did warn of a new and more dangerous cult "More Dangerous Than Scientology" on the rise in Hollywood - as publicized in the top left of the publication, so it was no surprise that the Lord is testing him with even more of his great work in saving starlets in Hellywood.
Thinking that I could be of assistance to him in some of his work, I took the Enquirer and left again for the Old Bridge. There was no Pastor Zeke and no rope, So I went off to his house.
I found him on a ladder in his garage loosening the main electricity supply cables. Strangely he was dipping wet. (There must have been some heavy rain between the Old Bridge and the house.) I showed him the front page and the news of the Hellywood cult and he let out an awful mournful cry - a sure sign that this was the cause of his strange mood. I suspect I had interrupted him at the wrong moment and he had stabbed himself in the hand with the screwdriver or something like that. I sensed that he was busy, as he seemed to ignore my presence and work all the more feverishly. I left, and as I did so, I noticed that the master switch for the electricity was still on - I quietly turned it off and was on my way. We don't want any accidents, do we?
Anyway, it is time to rally round and come up with a plan, where we can all pull together and help Zeke fight this growing Californication Cult.
There will be a meeting at the church at 7pm Tuesday.

PS, I have just received a call from Daisy-Mae - Zeke is at home recovering, he fell of the ladder and twisted his ankle. So a plan is all the more important as he cannot be feeling too cheerful.
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