There were 240 pence in a pound until 1971

[onlyanapple]

Well, well, this has been an interesting few days, hasn't it? All that chaos and embarrassment, and I didn't even have to lift a finger. Sometimes I think this castle is after my job. I'm not sure if I should feel flattered or threatened.

Anyway, for those of you idiots who haven't caught on yet, the journals are broken. But if you feel you really must pour all your thoughts and feelings into a magical book that is connected to the magical thought that kidnapped you, then go right ahead. Honestly, it's like being surprised that the rabid dog has bitten you.

[It hasn't stopped him writing all the little secrets in a notebook, though. Never know when they might come in handy]

Still. Thanks for the entertaining week, Paradisa. You've all been great.

Incidentally, as I promised I would, the answer to my riddle: The couple hear of the deadly scorpions that lived in the area, and put a glass of vodka under each foot of their child's crib. Scorpions don't like alcohol as they have no class.

Comments

[schrodingersghost]

Already happened, huh.

[onlyanapple]

Numerous times, I'm sure.

[schrodingersghost]

Great. Even more reason to accidentally and conveniently lose the journal this week.

[onlyanapple]

It'll only end up following you like a lost puppy, you know.

[schrodingersghost]

Not if I accidentally lose it inside the floor.

[onlyanapple]

...Actually, I'm a little intrigued to see if that'll work. Knock yourself out.