Happy Howloween 2018 Traditional Cache
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Happy Halloween folks :)
Forty five years ago three Irish Tinkers visited the olde worlde village of Alcumbrie. Their names were, you guessed it, George O’Cache, Graeme O’Cache and Gilbert O’ Sull … Cache!
They were on the prowl for anything worth procuring, but preferably anything encased in plastic and wrapped in camo tape.
They’d spent an unsuccessful day wandering around Grafham water and by the time they were passing Ellington they were cursing ever hearing about 3SW (whatever that is).
They had crossed a railway line a few miles back and had an eerie encounter with a herd of red eyed hares, whereupon they’d taken flight and were soon lost. Little did they know they had narrowly avoided being eaten by the Tyrannosaur of Brampton Wood.
They eventually found themselves back in Grafham where they found a late night grocery store and purchased some twonkies (tm names changed to avoid possible publication problems :P ) before heading back outside and grabbing some illegal fireworks and some particularly foul smelling dodgy cigarettes from a scruffy looking chap called Jay.
Jay had bored them senseless with stories of his mate Silent Bob who he used to be in Northamptonshire police with and a ridiculous tale about man size carrot chomping stampeding hares and ghost trains.
So they left.
The were nearly at Alconbury when a giant Tyrannosaur covered in hundreds of giant bird eating spiders and thousands of false widow spiders crawling all over it ran up the road towards them
GiT as he liked to be called dropped the head of some bloke called Henry from his jaws, the head rolled a little way and came to rest against a telegraph pole.
GiT then ate all three of the G O’Cachers and trotted off into the distance, but not before spitting out some annoying plastic tubes that had got stuck between his teeth.
Roll forward to today. It is Halloween. A newlywed couple called PlombNIck and MolNat were heading home from a successful FTF trip in the wilds of Stonely and Buckworth. The right hip places to be on Halloween! They were anticipating the usual round of arguments that a house full of teenagers normally cause and decided to pull over in a dark layby/end of driveway type of thing for a quick smooch. Yeah, they’d not been married very long.
After sometime (about 3 minutes 8 seconds) MolNat felt a vibrating in her briefs. “PN, what are you up to?” she moaned, before realising it was her phone vibrating.
“Ooo New Cache” she exclaimed. “It’s … you’re not going to believe this, it’s four feet away!”
PN was soon up and out of the car and facedown on the ground. Once he’d picked himself up off the ground and re-arranged his strides which had strangely fallen to his knees he was shining his phone light into the undergrowth.
“Ooooo, what is that? It looks like a skull!” Nick shuddered. Then little red eyes blinked on all around them.
“Oh … Dear” shivered MolNat; “I don’t like the looks of this”
Then a low guttural growling began from the direction of the A1 Roadworks and Envi….. whatever that place is called.
Then a stampeding of tiny feet and a herd of drooling hares ran past up the road followed by a ghostly looking train with what looked for all the world like a giant plastic Tyrannosaurus Rex on its cargo bed.
“Things are looking decidedly strange” said Silent Bob which was strange on many levels, not least because he’s only spoken once.
“Who the Heck are you?” exclaimed MolNat with a jump.
“I am the werehoundwolf ghost thing of Silent Bob” Bob said. “Don’t suppose you’ve seen my mate SIlent Kev have you? Last I saw he was heading back to Northampton with some of Jays dodgy smokes.”
“Err no.” said MolNat
And then as if by magic the Shopkeeper appears, no wait, wrong story, then Silent Bob clicks his fingers and in a puff of smoke they all disappear.
But what of the skull? How dodgy are Jays cigarettes? Where is Silent Kev and most importantly it’s only 3 hours till Stoptober is over and I can have a beer!
But what happened to PlombNick and MolNat?
To be continued….
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