Letter # 12 Big City

Bizzywig | November 3, 2009

  My Dear Friend, Journey’s End, Adventure’s beginning. “Where are the doggie doo recepticals…?” The bus chugged into the bus station at last. Dervish heaved a sigh of relief and carefully tied up his sick bag and Carstairs gathered our things together. I was feeling positive and optimistic for the first time in days as [...]

Letter #2 Number 46 Bus

Bizzywig | January 30, 2009

  My Dear Friend,   The bus journey proved fraught with anxiety.   “What would the Chairman think?”   I found I just could not keep my mind off the M&S Piccalilli. It can leave a nasty stain, as you well know, and yet I’d wrapped each jar in my undergarments for a form of [...]