[Wranglers: radio signal analysts and cryptographers. Their name derives from Wrangler maths students. MI6 slang from espionage novels by John Le Carre]
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
3. The Wabbits protect their Guests
[Wranglers: radio signal analysts and cryptographers. Their name derives from Wrangler maths students. MI6 slang from espionage novels by John Le Carre]
Monday, March 19, 2012
2. The Wabbits take to the Sky
Lapinette kicked the tyres and lit the fires. A helichopper clatter echoed noisily around
the square as she lifted off for a top secret destination with her top-level
diplomats safely on board. Then she hovered
while the Wabbit spoke to Wabbit Command. "Requesting clearance Command, from Corso
Svizzera heading SE 54, 2000 metres," said the Wabbit. The radio crackled. "Take
off agreed. Proceed with caution. There are power lines and a cooling tower. At
your own risk, Commander. Out" "Out," said the Wabbit and he turned to Lapinette. "Mind the cooling tower," smiled the
Wabbit. "They always say that," said Lapinette. "Go over the tower and pick up some thermals," suggested the Wabbit, winking. "May we loop the loop?" asked Pink Bunny. "Flight rules Ma’am," said Lapinette. "Your
diplomatic mission is of the utmost importance." "It’s urgently urgent," agreed the Wabbit. "Da
ist die Gefahr?" asked Rettet Kaninchen. "Danger? Not for you," said the Wabbit. "You’re
in safe paws." The helichopper chattered
deafeningly as Lapinette throttled up. The Wabbit cut communication to his diplomats
and spoke privately to Lapinette. "Did you notice anything on the ground," he
asked. "I saw him," said Lapinette, "he’s just a scout." "But now they know where
we’re coming from," said the Wabbit. "I think
everyone knows that now," said Lapinette over the noise, "Did you adjust the swash
plates?" she asked. The Wabbit nodded and
grinned. Lapinette
pulled the stick and the helichopper soared near-vertically into the sky. "Bravo Zulu!" * laughed the Wabbit.
[Bravo Zulu: Aviator slang - praise for a good job]
Friday, March 16, 2012
1. The Wabbit takes care of his Guests
Thursday, March 15, 2012
The Wabbit Intermission Gnam-Gnam
[*Scots: A lot of small amounts builds up to a large sum]
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
7. The Wabbit emerges Back
"Hello, hello," said Lapinette. "Ground control calling the Wabbit!" The Wabbit sat up with a jolt. "Where were you?" asked Lapinette. "I was in my deep unconscious," said the Wabbit. "Well, you certainly weren't here," said Lapinette. "What's in there anyway?" "Lots," said the Wabbit. "I phoned Snail from inside a washing machine and apparently I can sometimes be pompous. "Never!" said Lapinette disguising a smirk. "I learned I can be all sorts of things," said the Wabbit, "and that my unconscious is rather full." "Full of ... ?" prompted Lapinette. "Electrical goods," said the Wabbit, "and there's an Agent of Rabit who lives there permanently and he won't leave." "I can't imagine why," smiled Lapinette, "but please continue." "Then I met Franco when I was a ferryman on a German police barge," said the Wabbit. Lapinette grinned at the thought. "Perhaps you were going to the Unterwelt, what was it like?" she asked with a straight face. "More pleasant than you might think," said the Wabbit with enthusiasm. "There were woods and a lake and a water witch who looked like Ghost Bunny. She brought us aperitivi and flew off on a giant carrot." "Your unconscious life is rather rich," commented Lapinette, who was beginning to get thirsty. "So is that where all your bad jokes come from?" she asked. "I forgot to mention that," said the Wabbit.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
6. The Wabbit and the Water Witch
Monday, March 12, 2012
5. The Wabbit and the Barge
"Franco!" said the Wabbit. "Commander Sir!" said Franco. "Are you in my unconscious too?" said the Wabbit, "because it's getting rather crowded in here." "I suppose so Sir. I was wondering if you were in mine," said Franco. "Nice spot anyway," said the Wabbit. "Delightful Sir," said Franco and he stood at ease. "Are we perhaps on our way to to the Underworld?" he added and he gave the Wabbit the fondest of looks. "Why?" asked the Wabbit. "You're on a barge," said Franco. The Wabbit looked all around. "So I am. Maybe I'm the ferry wabbit," he said to Franco. "If you say so, Sir," replied Franco, "but it appears to be a German police launch." "Ich bin der Fährmann?" mused the Wabbit. Franco chuckled and tipped back his Alpini hat. "Then we may meet Frau Holden, the Water Witch," he said. "And she will will make us aperitivi?" suggested the Wabbit. "I believe she's quite benign and seldom cross," said Franco. "Oh, I like the sound of her. This place is definitely better than the inside of a washing machine," said the Wabbit. "Washing machine?" asked Franco. "You'll never believe who I met in there!" said the Wabbit. Franco waited because he knew the Wabbit was going to tell him. "A wicked Agent of Rabit," exclaimed the Wabbit. "Oh I see them in dreams all the time, Sir," said Franco. "What happens?" asked the Wabbit. "I eliminate them," said Franco.
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