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...where to begin
I was such an ugly baby that I was left on the river bank. Luckily I was found and adopted by a pack of wolves but obviously during hunting I couldn't keep up with Grrrrrr & Rrrrrrr (Mom & Dad) so I was always hungry in those early years. However things changed when I reached the age of 16 - I took to riding a small blue moped. This changed my life and even Grrrrrr (Dad) enjoyed riding pillion, so much in fact, he bought a leather bike jacket with the Triumph logo.
But as I grew I felt something was missing in my life so I left the pack and decided to see the world. After much travelling I found myself high up in the Himalayas. One night it was quite clear that I was being tracked - by whom or by what? then after many days and sleepless nights I discovered the fearful truth...
It was a troupe of travelling mimes! There were four of them and they were always ready to ‘walk against the wind’ or perform the even more deadly ‘feel the inside of a box’. There was only one course of action to take. With the stealth of a fat drunk I crept to their camp one night and stole their white face make-up, then I made my escape - with only lip and eye make-up the four looked like cornish geisha's.
And this is where the myth of the Himalayan Cornish Geisha began… (for more information see my book, Himalayan Cornish Geisha’s – The Forgotten Years. Published by Cider Press).
OOOH the nurse is here with my medication, so it's crayon away time - Will add more later.