extract from THE most surreal conversation last week
mca-so there I was, deep in the woodland all by myself when suddenly from up ahead I heard
the sound of clashing metal against metal and shouting that froze me to the bone
stan-woh....so what was it?
mca-well I approached somewhat cautiously and up ahead I could just make out several figures
moving around in the undergrowth- as I got nearer I stopped dead in my tracks, as before me I
could see a group of.......trolls fighting with swords in a small clearing!
stan-TROLLS?
mca-yeah trolls, fierce looking ones too, all beards and armour and stuff
stan-no way....what did you do?
mca-well I didn’t beleive my eyes and thought I must be dreaming, then the self preservation bit
kicked in, I decided to do the usual human thing and make myself as small as possible and hope
that they will all go away and I will be safe, I found the worlds smallest bush and crouched
down behind it successfully making myself totally invisible to the mythical beasts
stan-phew I bet you were glad that worked!
mca-well...no...it didn’t, the bouldering mat on my back kinda gave me away, from a distance I
must have looked liked spongebob squarepants standing behind a bush
stan-s*** dude!
mca-the fighting stopped and I heard muffled voices, then four of them approached very slowly,
I could see the headlines and I wanted to run for my life.....as I looked up, the biggest troll of
the group approached and eyed me cautiously “alright?” he said, “er yeah...sound” I replied-
well the big troll whose name I found out later to be Dennis told me that they were a society
who liked to dress up and act out their fantasy roleplay thing once a month....they didn’t want to
actually be trolls, they just felt comfortable dressing as them
it wasn’t long before we were all sitting around chatting and laughing, I have to say that the sight
of a scary troll drinking tea from a tartan flask and eating a chunky kitkat really made me
chuckle, I never did find the boulders in that woodland though
stan-so your going back to find them another time then?
mca-no!