Ghost Seal

I slip a crusty dollar bill in-between your beautiful teeth & you continue to dance, oblivious to the filthy lucre clenched among your pearly whites, you are taken by the music, nothing can stop the ancient rhythm coursing through your exotic veins.

But then the music stops as abruptly as it started, you collapse in a heap at my cuban heeled feet. As you look up into my smitten eyes you pull the currency from your avant garde chops & realise it isn’t tainted tender after all but my latest blog!

So my friends, once again we find ourselves together, you there, I here. I sit behind your computer screen. I’M TRAPPED! LET ME OUT!

Of course I jest, but this week’s blog is no laughing matter. I come to rest on a very serious matter, the work of David Attenborough. More precisely his latest master piece FROZEN PLANET. Many moments through out the series have made me pause the TV, drop to my knees & weep at the majesty/ cruelty of nature, my mug of hot chocolate suspended millimetres from my mouth as I stare transfixed at some new marvel unfolding before my eyes.

The five hour death match between a She wolf & a Bison was beyond belief. The seals got it pretty bad as well, those poor fuckers aren’t safe anywhere. Sit on an iceberg & you’ll get eaten by a marauding group of killer whales, pop up out of a hole in the ice & a Polar Bear will swipe your fucking bounce off! Unbelievable.

I was also inspired by my erstwhile friend& living legend Stephen Maurice Graham aka 400Facts, check his business here https://twitter.com/400facts an illustrator of true talent & rare form. So as a homage to the Arctic equivalent of the doomed rabbits from Watership Down I have created the Ghost Seal. I will write a theme tune over Christmas & get it uploaded to You Tube. It will go something like this, “GHOST SEAL! HE’S A FUCKING GHOST. GHOST SEAL! HE’S A FUCKING GHOST .E.T.C.”