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For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, we learn that the powers that be in newly-independent Wales (Cymru) have hatched an economic plan based on – land mines. Erm is still at the CIA (Cardiff International Airport)...

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 7

At the far end of the bar that now contained Professor Erm, a heavily armed police officer was out patrolling with his sniffer dog. The police officer, Constable Painting, was attached to the Dog Detection Department. The dog, Pancho, was attached to Constable Painting via a long lead. Dog smuggling wasn’t really a major problem in Wales anymore. It had been a major problem until recent times. Year on year the figures would rise, more and more dogs were being brought into the country illegally. The influx of cheap foreign dogs was threatening to flood the market and wash away all trace of the traditional Corgi and Pembrokeshire breeds long favoured by the farmers in Wales.

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Thanks Everyone,
Jason.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.

In the previous episode, CIA bureau de change agent coughs into her nametag just as Professor Erm, Spahndecks Airline passenger, inquires about Beer®.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 6
Following the separation of Wales from England it was soon realised that to make a success of independence the nation needed a new economic base. In the corridors of power, the stairwells of influence and the alcoves of legislation there were murmurings – something had to be done – and fast! Working parties were set up, committees commissioned, focus groups became a centre of attention. Those who felt they were in power, and those who actually were, got together to find a solution.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.

In the previous episode, the miserably mysterious Peppet discovers another piece of the puzzle when his mustache unfreezes.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 5
Cardiff International has often been described as the most perfectly designed airport ever built. The ticket counter is conveniently placed directly in front of the door exactly on the ground floor. Broad shallow steps composed of an extremely hard, durable, very smooth material have been provided to allow travelers to ascend to the first floor, where the coffee shop is clearly visible. On the same level, just there, are the news agent's and the Bureau de Change and the eatery. Between the eatery and the news agent’s is the unmarked The whole area may easily be taken in by the bleary eyed traveller recently alighted from the bus after two hours of journeying away from the city through the night, having traversed an unseeable landscape of shadows transmogrified by the hypnotic nocturnal miasma into the phantasmagical shapes of biotal flora.

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Thanks Alice!

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.

In the previous episode, Peppet, as Wiggton, with the sought-after crate in his pocket and a rifle stuck down a pantleg, leaves the Cornishman behind in the bar...

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 4c

He hailed a cab. It drove past him. He tried again and the second time the taxi pulled over and stopped just ahead of Peppet, splashing him a slushy mix of snow and dirt as it did so. Peppet climbed into the back of the foul smelling cab and barked his destination.

"Hotel ! th Street and Ave!"

Peppet was an unaturally suspicious man: he had to work at it. He didn’t like anyone knowing where he was staying --

Unasked, I point out that AMP member Laurie Notch has a mag, AFTAW, that will run ads for your gigs/shows: she has special editions for Hawaii, Northeast US and D.C. area (and those in the know know that means VA and MD). She is also soliciting short stories and artwork as well. Send her a private message. She and I are currently getting together readings of short stories on tape and live readings in Portland, Maine.
Those in need of a B&B in Seattle WA area expressly for performers should also contact me in lieu of the actual person untilI we get her on AMP as well. Hasta Luigi, Linda, Kentartist

a.r.t.o.
the "
american retard terrorist organization."
well it's this way.
this is the only homeland security recognized terrorist organization today. we have a contract on america.
our mission is to scare the bejezus out of the american public, easy huh?
hey
we are recording every cell phone call in or out(as you now know everywhere) for the next two years. recording, transcribing and posting to the nsa each and every morning.
we hired the christian right to transcribe your calls so please don't say anything about dick, they don't know the difference between your lovers member and the vice president, our boss. please be circumspect.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.

In the previous episode, in a NYC establishment with the bartender glued to the TV affixed to the wall, the mysteriously limping Peppet finds his prey…

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 4b

“You’ve dropped something Mr Tresovian” Peppet said(with a rising intonation) as he reached the lone figure.The figure was amazed; how could this stranger tell that he’d recently imbibed another hit of acid just by looking at him? He had been sat minding his own mind and not drawing attention to himself… hadn’t he? Was the stranger some kind of DEA agent? Had they started to train ‘sniffer men’ to replace sniffer dogs? Why was the floor ablaze with burning leopards? What day was it? What planet? Where was his gun? All these questions immediately came to the figure's attention at the same time.

I can't help thinking this country (UK) has gone to the dogs...both of them!