Saturday, 2 November 2013

The Seagull

Been very stormy here of late. Promised we'd have 36' high waves but they were only boasting. Couldn't even harrass the mussels because the tides were too high. Decided to go to France instead, accomplished by just hanging around in the air with my arms wide open.

As my cuz Jonathan-Livingston-I-Presume put it: “He was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all”.


Ended up in Rye instead, along with a load of zombies. Nicked chips off one of them and poohed on another. Not that you could tell.

All in all, a good day out.


  1. I'm very very shy.

    Mr J H Coconut-Cream

  2. That's as may be, but Pangolin's editorial policy states quite clearly that comments should be ON THE SUBJECT ! OK ? We respectfully suggest that you get it together, Mr Coconut -Cream and if you wish to comment on the doings of Cassius Seagull, or any of our other featured luminaries, please do so, but do not use the space and time telling us stuff we do not want to know.
    Steve Wuss [Ed.]

  3. Coconuts tend towards the shy.

    Bernie Woppock-Bunce (Esq)

  4. And we all know that now, don't we ? I once knew a sex-mad radish who was just as useless
    Steve Wuss [Ed]

  5. Dear Mr Wuss,

    I should like to be introduced to your sex-mad radish. I can pay handsomely, in cash.

  6. That was quite some time ago and the last I heard of said radish [Jack - for he was male] he was married to a lovely cabbage called Laura and living on an estate just outside Rickmansworth.
    Steve Wuss [Ed]


Go on... you want to say SOMETHING, don't you? Post under a made-up name if you're shy!