In Memorium of Robert Limpid Lacklustre Lewd.
RCBz sent me this set of "Mourning Cards" - which he said were based on a dream I sent him - well, a mail art dream - lets not get our wires crossed! Dream 4 to be exact.
Being generally of sound mind and senses I asked him to send me an interpretation of the work - that would be the one on my blog - ( http://cherylpenn.com/wpb/ ) BUT he also wanted to read one I had written. hhhmmm... dangerous ground - so here goes.
QWOZ - a grand estate which Robert hoped would become the pride of many Lacklustres.
Alas, due to their lack of diligence, pineapple distaste, tortoise terrors and ridiculous superstitions regarding stitched cats, the estate lay in ruins within a hundred years. But Robert's ghost, inordinately fond of giant sugar sticks could still be seen mooching at the entrance to RCB7 - the quarters of an unnamed slave girl. Robert had loved her it seemed. This was of course distasteful to the pompous heirs.
Betty Lacklustre his faithful mastiff, and knowing the source of his masters passion, gave Robert plenty of leeway when he was 'out with the fairies'.
Then came the day, when, after cleaning one too many po's, one too many slop buckets (belong to the heirs), the w(r)ench took Robert by the hand, together with Betty and a giant sugar stick and disappeared into the future. They loved happily ever after.
Well, thats my story and I'm sticking to it.
CP in lieu of RCBz.