It's been a day of intrigue here in Cambridge.
King - our resident lion, connoisseur of zebras, and stealer of neckties - is an ambassador at the British Embassy. And occasionally he brings his work home with him.
This morning, I awoke to find him in my living room with the head of state for Antarctica, The Penguin Kaiser "Free Willy" Wilhelm.
(Worth a click to check out his uniform)
After some introductions, I expressed my surprise, as I felt sure Antarctica was a nationless continent. The little old rockhopper gave me the red-eye and declared in a heavy Germanic accent, that:
Ve are a new nation, ja? Many have staked a claim to der continent, but who iz bedder to claim zovereignty zan der indigenous inhabitants?
This seemed an entirely reasonable argument. And as a penguin, he seemed entirely representative. He continued:
Ve vill soon take our place on der vorld stage. Ve are an expanding nation, and at some point, ve vill need lebensraum!
I frowned, trying to remember this word. King stepped in and translated it for me as "living room".
A few minutes later, after a flurry of Teutonic curses, I had the house to myself again; King had exited with his colleague, to escort him back to his Embassy.
I'm a reasonable guy.
And I'm always happy to greet new people in my home.
But nobody messes with my living room.
Dedicated to my old mate Dominic Shine
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