The Talk

Kimmy has been going around telling people that he has friends that builds castles. He must be a royal builder or he is a royal himself. That got Micheal quite excited. He has never been into a castle and he has been dreaming of it. He wanted to see the knight in shining armour, he wanted to see the paintings hanging on the wall and he wants to meet the King. He is like a little girl in a candy stall.

It is not often that Micheal ask for favours. This time his excitement took over, he asked Kimmy to bring him along. He wanted to live his dream. If it is possible maybe even woo the princess and fight the fire breathing dragons and rear crocodiles in the moat. Those are his dreams. If he can touch the throne, we wouldn't mind fighting eight T-Rex at one go.

Kimmy gave a quick call to his friend. He sent his homing pigeon, by the name of Waldo and asked for permission to see his friend's castle. The answer was positive. Looks like Micheal will have his day in the royal court.

Micheal was full of questions. He wasn't his macho self. He is like a, like a, school boy being given a book of stickers. He started dreaming how he would address the King and the Queen and how the pretty princess would look.

Then he became concerned with his attire. The loincloth didn't seem appropriate and he did some inquiry. He wanted to spend some good cowrie shells to get a new suit made...nothing is too fancy for the Palace.

Micheal was too excited. He hasn't gone to the toilet because he is just too crazy about the castle. He hasn't even taken his meal the entire day. He was walking on clouds. The big day finally came. Kimmy took him to the beachside...wow, this is the first time I am going to see a beachside castle. Usually it is in the mountains or some green pastures, so this time it is extra special. A castle by the beach.

Kimmy's Lesson

Kimmy learnt his lesson. He must tell the whole story, nothing but a whole story. He went home with 3 new bumps on his head. Don't ask me who did it...we know who.