Cracking the wallet seal.
I have been Spending. Yes, it causes pain, but some pain is worth it. Besides, Stumpy has just about worn out my walking-stick by dodging several swings and forcing me to hit the wall, so I needed a new one.
Since I prefer to buy online (it's cheaper) I disarmed the death-spikes on the wallet, dusted off the credit card and visited my favourite UK site for trinkets and deadly weaponry.
They had just the thing. I'll put up a photo later. The only problem with that site is that once there, I can't seem to only buy one item. Throwing darts were too tempting. I haven't owned a slingshot since I was larval and this one came with ball-bearings and even has a slot in the handle that discharges them one at a time.
Then there was this. A sword with a blade that slides through the handle. Next time Stumpy thinks he can win a sword fight, he's in for a surprise. Once I've practiced, he'll never work out where the blade's going to be.
There's so much on that site I have to control myself. My father's ghost wails at the assault on his cellar full of doubloons and the noise keeps me up at night.
Once he's calmed down, I'll be back.
