The invisible wife has a new fellow. A lean, mean fighting- machine with a bullet-like head, and a handlebar moustache. For some extraordinary reason he has recently rebuilt her garden wall to dizzying heights and adorned the gatepost with a large plaster lion (white). I like to think I am vaguely observant but to my astonishment I suddenly see that there are four more plaster lions guarding two of the houses on the other side of the street. I have never noticed them before. Why not? These lions would be knee height if they descended from their columns.
But it still leaves me with the problem of what has happened to Henry, husband of invisible wife? He was here a few weeks ago.
The heatwave continues.
Could there be other dimensions that maybe you haven't explored? Your neighbour isn't invisible at all, indeed far from it, but she has somehow acquired the ability to change her shape, not only at will but in whatever number she wants. She is Henry. She is the moustachio'd bloke. She is the all the white lions, thus keeping an eye on the whole street. She is Orca...
ReplyDeleteWill he be nice to the dog?
ReplyDeleteReading you is like watching Rear Window. Raymond Burr isn't living nearby, is he?
ReplyDeleteAn overnight lion invasion?
ReplyDeleteI constantly catch myself thinking "I never noticed that before" and wondering how it's possible not to have noticed so many footpaths, streets, corners and interesting houses and gateways. Also, wishing I could remember them all so I could explore and then promptly forgetting.
She's pretty much invisible. I have seen her once in six months and yesterday I saw the tip of her bicycle wheel back into her drive. But she's stopped asking for emergency bottles of wine.It is also possible that Raymond Burr lives down the road.
ReplyDeleteI need swimming lessons! Maybe I should sign up for some..hmmm... I love your description of next door!xx
ReplyDeleteJessie. I'll tell you about the Russians tomorrow.
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