Very often, when I am stuck in the middle of a gigantic traffic jam somewhere between my home in the suburb of Psychiko and the centre of Athens, I think back on the good old days when the journey never took more than seven minutes.
THERE have been further developments in the continuing saga of the Beatnik — that loathsome sea monster that occasionally prowls the beautiful blue sea that separates the fair lands of the Freaks and the Jerks, looking for treasure on the sea bottom.
IN MOST countries, when people answer the telephone, they either start off with a cheery ‘hello’, or with their phone number or the name of their firm. In this country, one is usually met with a clipped, ‘Embros!’ (‘Forward!’ or ‘Go ahead!’) or with a guarded’Nai?’or ‘Malista?’ (‘Yes?’).
IN our last installment of the continuing saga of the Beatnik—that obnoxious sea monster unleashed by the Jerks to discover hidden treasure on the sea bottom between the beautiful lands of the Freaks and the Jerks—we had described the complications on the island of Cirrhosis, which is partly inhabited by Freak and Jerk communities.
A FAVOURITE pastime with people these days is guessing what sign of the zodiac other people were born under.
I HAVE often wondered what I would do if a flying saucer from outer space landed near me and I came face to face with little green men with antennae growing out of their heads.
READERS will remember that last October I reported on the crisis that nearly caused a war between the Freaks and the Jerks when the Jerks sent out a marine monster known as the Beatnik to search for treasure in Freak waters.
LAST MONTH I had the privilege of meeting Dr. Hieronymus van Tooting, a senior official of the World Wildlife Fund.
‘Six lessons from Madame Lazonga, and you will learn how to do the conga…’ goes the old song. Alec Kitroeff, however, settled for one lesson…
Last January I wrote a piece -with my predictions of 1976. Looking back over the last twelve months I am glad to say they all came true.
