![]() "So you're the risqué Josella," I exclaimed. "I once wrote a book called Sex Is My Adventure." ![]() "How exciting! We're both sighted! I'm Josella Playton." The name seemed familiar, yet I couldn't quite place her. I biffed the cad who was harassing her and sent him packing. Having eyes was a grim business, but I concluded the women were probably happy to let the men take charge and continued up an alley where I heard an upper-class woman plaintively calling for help. On reaching Piccadilly Circus I encountered 50 blind wretches abusing some women. Perhaps those walking, talking triffids which we had grown from a few seeds donated by a Soviet defector, yet which had mysteriously taken over the world, were to blame for the pickle we found ourselves in. ![]() "How very distressing," I replied, not wondering if his wife had not perhaps been a little hasty as at that time she had no way of knowing if the blindness was but temporary.Īs I proceeded carefully towards central London, incurious that the sudden blindness had somehow also managed to largely depopulate the city, I reflected on my career as a biologist. ![]()
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