Satire – Tomcat Tompkins – 110

“Street food always tastes good,” said Alex, “I think it’s because you’re hungry when you eat it and it’s a small amount, so it’s more of a snack than a meal.”

        “True enough,” said Smithers, “whereas this is an absolute feast, Ralphie, where did you learn to cook like this?”

        “Up at university,” replied Ralphie colouring slightly, “I had to become popular somehow, so this was the way, no one left my place feeling hungry.”

        “This will last all day,” said Tompkins munching on some egg and toast, “this is filling beyond measure and I love it myself. The Great British breakfast. Who needs croissants? Having said that, kielbasa would be a great addition to this breakfast. That would be a metaphor for the country accepting new ideas and innovations into society, leading to an increasingly diversified and even better culture.”

        “Hear, hear,” said Alex, “and like you I won’t need lunch after this.”

        “Good remark, I like it,” said Tompkins, “I like it, so Alex are you up for sleuthing with Ralphie in London, looking out for the Rev Green, Mr. Steeple, and Dr. Black?”

        “Yes, that sounds like fun, I suppose we should head back to the Stark residence if we find nothing. We have no other leads, do we?”

        “We don’t,” said Tompkins nodding his head, “at least I am not aware of any at this stage, so yes you’re right. Please hurry back, if you find nothing, because I am as certain as I can be that Filly and I will find something at the Stark place. Mrs. Stark was following you for a reason and I doubt she would have taken you back to London if she and her cronies had got their hands on you. My guess is that they were rendezvousing with whomever has taken Daisy, back at Mrs. Stark’s place.”

        “How many of them will there be at her place?” asked Smithers.

        “No idea, not too many I hope, otherwise I won’t stand a chance on my own, but I will do my best as I am sure you will appreciate.”

Published by Julian Worker

Julian was born in Leicester, attended school in Yorkshire, and university in Liverpool. He has been to 94 countries and territories and intends to make the 100 when travel is easier. He writes travel books, murder / mysteries and absurd fiction. His sense of humour is distilled from The Marx Brothers, Monty Python, Fawlty Towers, and Midsomer Murders. His latest book is about a Buddhist cat who tries to help his squirrel friend fly further from a children's slide.

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