My goodness! We’re above ground. I’d forgotten it exists. I wonder if they’ll learn that there’s an entire failed French invasion force beneath their feet.
I’m guessing this is Philo and Roddy’s mom and dad.
What fun is that? I look down on those who aspire to mean acurracy. Sure, you might have the zing of outguessing the author, but you’ve taken yourself off the right. The author wants you to feel certain things at certain times. Why not give them a fighting chance at it?
No, no. My goal is much more aetherial. Higher. Off-base, if you will. I’m looking to entertain. If I can make one person, it doesn’t matter who, smile a bit, then it would be the most positive thing I’ve done all day.
So, yes, I could make a serious guess of Alice’s mom and Philo’s dad to find out what the HELL happened to the wedding, but, I ask again, what fun would that be? If I did that, the best I could be is right. If I work hard enough at it, I could get something SO much better. A laugh.
Perhaps Lord and Lady Farthington? Or perhaps Alice and Charlie’s parents?
Either way, I’m interested to see who the wheelchair is for.
I’m also looking forward to seeing my old friends: The Harsichord, the Harp, and hopefully, THE TOOLBOX.
You’re almost on the right track, Thorin.
Alice and Charlie’s grandparents, perhaps?
There are clues in previous chapters… of the Prologue.
They are Godfrey’s older brother and sister-in-law!
My goodness! We’re above ground. I’d forgotten it exists. I wonder if they’ll learn that there’s an entire failed French invasion force beneath their feet.
I’m guessing this is Philo and Roddy’s mom and dad.
Frank is close… but no cigar.
Alice’s?
The O-3 Captain’s?
Charlie’s REAL parents?
People complaining about Roddy?
PHILO’S real parents?
GODFREY’S real parents????
Psssst! (Whispering) If you go back and read the Prologue, you will find the answers.
What fun is that? I look down on those who aspire to mean acurracy. Sure, you might have the zing of outguessing the author, but you’ve taken yourself off the right. The author wants you to feel certain things at certain times. Why not give them a fighting chance at it?
No, no. My goal is much more aetherial. Higher. Off-base, if you will. I’m looking to entertain. If I can make one person, it doesn’t matter who, smile a bit, then it would be the most positive thing I’ve done all day.
So, yes, I could make a serious guess of Alice’s mom and Philo’s dad to find out what the HELL happened to the wedding, but, I ask again, what fun would that be? If I did that, the best I could be is right. If I work hard enough at it, I could get something SO much better. A laugh.
Thank you for being so very… Frank 😉
Who else am I supposed to be? 😉
Anyway, I’m looking forward to finding out who they actually are.
AAH he’s catching up again. Okay brain, we can do this. Next page, be ready.
Keep Cool. Think Smart. Make Good Decisions.
You got this.
Stately Farthing Manor. You’d think it would be a fourth of the size of an ordinary manor, but you’d be 4-times wrong.