Good Morning! Fellow readers!

It’s a bright morning in Yorkshire! The summer is setting in slowly and I intend to work on settling some home truths today!

Read as – Dinner with family, boring uncle and aunts, and the oh-so-crazy little Blake kids, who are somehow reminded of fossils (and comics, like this one http://www.submarinechannel.com/content/killer/) when they see me! Well they aren’t the only ones actually! I think it’s the dust cloud hanging on to my coat tails and the odd experiences I’ve picked up along the way!

Come to think of it, we are surrounded by the unexplained, right from the Pyramids to the origin of life to really tragic, freak occurences like the Air France jet that seems to have disappeared!!

The thing is, if I’m involved, even a harmless piece of chocolate turns into a legend. As  my friend Kapodo was trying to say one cold night in Ghana, ‘the Legend finds you big man, no matter where you go’.

It seemed totally implausible then, I mean a chocolate, with a legend??? Apparently you can’t just buy it, you have to ‘earn’ it, and as if that’s not enough, there’s a ritual to follow – snap it, hear the gentle breaking sound, put it in your mouth and let it melt, don’t bite and so on..

Of course, I now know all about the legend but that’s for later, gotta rush now, need to investigate the funny sounds coming from outside…don’t worry, Uncle George seems to be setting fire to my garage but soon I’ll share a visit to Northern Scotland, to ’see’ the Loch Ness monster!

BTW has anybody heard of any more absurd rituals?