A New Book

Who Wants the World? is, at last, available at amazon.com or .co.uk. 

The Epic Journey of a Thousand Miles by the Order of the Flying Pigs

Honey is the latest recruit to the Order of the Flying Pigs. The pet of a friend, twe soon had kidnapped, adopted and inscripted her into the Order.

Honey started to misbehave. Once every 10 secondes, the battalion would halt whilst doggy given a stiff talking to. The Party regained it momentum, entuisiasme and pace... Or had it... Over the corn, the village still loomed, distant... Ian suggested turning back, the Sun was punishing us, the temperature rising. Still so long to go.

On our left, a field. But not just a field, a shortcut, though the village, reducing the journey by over 5% !

Soon, we had made it to the village. A cloud obscured the streets and and having cut a section of our long travel, we felt ever so slighlty refreshed. The was a bar at our left, but no ! We would face nature and continue, never stopping till our journey was complete ! We quited the village to be on the open road, inbetween a field of cows and a field of wheat, Wheat... lots of wheat... fields of wheat... a tremendous amount of wheat...

The sun seemed to have doubled its energy. The heat was hitting us like a rain of boilling water, like a physical wall falling on us. We reached a hamlet, a seek of refuge, but no, we continued !

Or did we... Lord Firth was too mighty. We found shade and callosped, exhausted.

But the house was only a hundred meters a way. Ian yelled at us : « Back in ranks » and we obeyed. The dream, the vision, the sight of a cool glass of water pushed us on forward. But with the heat so hight, could we ever make it ?! Would we just fall to the floor, and melt into the tarmac ?! This is the Epic of the Flying Pig. The challange which all priests of the Order must complete to become fully menbers within our church. And what of our dream of water ? It vanished... It was remplaced by ice cold home made milkshakes. What a shame....