Purple

Mr Bear came over tonight and we went up to London for dinner with Maud and The Rogster. First off Mr Bear killed all the flies which appeared in the kitchen. I don’t know where they came from but he was an expert insectassasin. He claimed seven kills but I only allowed him six as the last one was already dead and lying on the floor with its legs in the air. TSM thinks a rat has died under the floorboards but I don’t agree. I think they are robot flies that are spying on us.

This is a purple alleyway just off Oxford Street.