“With these sort of devices, we’ll destroy you”, chimed the Captain, oblivious to the ceaseless chattering of the three women. He wasn’t prepared to wait for them to finish and so threw this statement directly into their conversation in the hopes that it would be heeded. To try and seperate the cackling witches when they were in the midst of their rows was like trying to part the red sea with a fish knife, with or without the help of Stan Moses (the bible omitted his first name)

“Damn and blast”, the Captain continued. He wasn’t getting anywhere with this. He flicked the switch on the devices and sat back to admire the ensuing carnage.

Yes it is. The garden has lain neglected for quite some time, but I’m still here, and still drawing blargs and things. Have a look at some. I’ll update the garden more regularly now. probably