Poly Poultry strikes AGAIN!
When a fourth piece of unsigned correspondance came my way this afternoon, printed in the same font on that good old pink paper... although this time it was in the form of a scroll (why... I do not quite know) and after reading but a few lines I had a sudden shocking realisation.
To my newest and closest Enemy (or words to that effect)
There is only one person who would dare address me in that manner: Moriaty.
Moriaty = Polymer Poultry???
You can appreciate my own confusion at this.
Of course, this would explain an awful lot. Why, for instance, Moriaty denied - in quite a believable manner - that he was not at all guilty of the latest few disappearing acts of Von Jiblets. I believe, in some way he is paying pennance for his deeds. I can respect this, and if my suspicions become verified in any way, some gesture of appreciation on my part is certainly warranted. But the sheer shock when I came to this realisation today was quite incredible.
Of course, there is still significant doubt that the two are indeed one.
But geez... (speechless)
posted by Beleobus @ 9:02 AM
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What is this? I am slighted, cast aside as I have been from the intrigue. Moriarty has revealed himself in this new guise and I was not told? And, no, reading it on your blog does not count as being told. though I thought something was up with the arrival of yellow flowers on said person's desk. Though the role of passive observer is not one that will sit well.
A few items to report.
Moriaty never revealed himself as PP. I had a suspicion, I floated that suspicion and then Mr Vett goes and leaves him a gift of flowers! Oh dear!
As for the addict... I have found their true identity. Something of a surpirse. They have asked to remain anonymous, but they worked out who you were, fair Lilybee, from your first posting.
Hmmm... the plot thickens.
Like Bergman without subtitles. Oh, the plight of foreigners...
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