In a recent survey concerning public responses to the latest round of ongoing inter-departmental negotiations on the possible future effect of double-blind exhibited placebo-controlled non-interlaced underwiring surrounding large-mesh poultry examination telescope laser beam fondue awning cavalry dentist plaster cast garage toe nail filament heirloom testimonial marquee hairbrush snot pantyliner yoghurt spillage drain marmoset earlobe, (ME, 18/12/03, UK) 100% of respondents said they didn't have a clue, but it should probably be a hanging offense.
And with no more than the press of a button, the world as it was known to him, the perceived world, jumped eight hours into the future without so much as a shudder, and landed at sunrise in Southwark, on its feet, like an all-encompassing temporal cat.
Can we go again from the top, and this time, Jon, Jonny dear can you look this way, Jon, hello, yes I'd like to do it again if that's not too much trouble, alright Jon, yes in key this time would be simply marvellous, saves on production costs, so, on three, no, no Jon, no please put that down, it's valuable, not there, that's the toilet dear, okay, looking at me, Jonny, JON! Hello dear, so, from the top, and, on three, follow me, and-
Good morning, welcome. I'm looking down a tunnel from my cotton-woolly cortex out into a narrow slice of the 'slightly dimmer than last year' all-you-can-eat urban temperate savannah, like the jungle but with more creeps and less creepers. Maintain equilibrium, but let the world spin- that's its job.
