Special Agent Mart Finds Mary
Yesterday, I had stuff to do – Mart was hanging around all bored – so I said he should go undercover to Chiswick – see if he can find Mary. He said he’d only go if he could have the cam. I said fine. Then he said I had to call him Special Agent Mart all day. Jesus. I agreed. Then he asked me if he could have one of those special pens than turns into something else. I said I didn’t have one of those, and to stop being a knob.
Anyway – looks like he scored – big time.
“Oh where is he – the lovely Brian…?”
“He’s got to be round here somewhere…”
“I’ve been looking for him my whole life…”
Tbh, not sure how Mart knew she was saying that stuff as she was quite a long way away. Sadly tho, he never got to talk to her. Right after he took this he dropped the cam down a gap in some decking, and had to ask a sparrow called Stan to help him get it out. For fucks sake.
At least I know Mary’s still in Chiswick and keen to meet. Cool.
Meanwhile, Mart’s still going round calling himself Special Agent and hiding behind lampposts.
Correction: Elf Mandinio has just pointed out that I said Pam when I meant to say Mary. Shit. Really hope I don’t call her Pam when I meet her on Saturday. I’d never get to read her my poem if I did…