Something very weird happened last night. A strange entity appeared and began transmitting his thoughts to me though George, my human fish-whisperer and trance medium.
And who was this strange entity I hear you collectively ask?
Why none other than the ghost of William Shakespeare himself. (Yes, this blog has attracted attention even in the afterlife!)
Now I must admit to being a little concerned. Shakespeare (aka the Bard) was not how I had imagined him. He seemed worried and very nervous. It appears he had heard how I had demolished that other departed human genius, Einstein and was anxious that now it might be his turn. He begged me to go easy on him.
Of course I assured him that he had nothing to fear since he is a great giant of literature and I am but a humble Siamese fighting fish (although a Zen Master of Street Signs).
He seemed relieved and said “adieu”*.
*”Adieu” – why couldn’t he just have said good-bye, like a normal person. Nobody likes a wanker, Shakespeare.
Hmm, maybe this guy’s got something to hide?