So, your attrition of my position is; it was all an apparition and a visitation of my imagination? But the condition of the fission in the partition, within the limits of precision of my vision, leads me with derision to determine that the vermin that came squirmin' past the burl in the purlin was not a creation of my imagination, but a small, flat, ( at a pinch, no thicker than 3/8 of an inch ) rat!.
Now, I can take with some vexation, the notion of all its limbs in dislocation, but the ghoulies too?- ( Blimey!- will only a Limey timely catch the slimy joke in that? ).
I come to the conclusion that here, there's some confusion, and a question of another dimension that begs a further mention!
Alan
I'm off down the bar!
