Tuesday, January 24, 2006
I’m starting to look askance at some of the rocks in my garden, they look real enough, but since the revelation that British James Bond types had a transmitter hidden in a fake rock on a Moscow street, one can never really be sure.
That tree, sure the leaves are green and it purpled up during jacaranda season like a real tree, could it possibly harbour a tiny camera monitoring my every twitch and flicker? Hmm, never could trust that clump of bamboo.
I wonder at their choice of a rock, because what would really blend into a bustling cityscape is big brown rock that appears out of nowhere and sits there for no good reason. It doesn’t say where the rock was placed and how they found out it was made of less than rocklike materials. Needless to say, a full enquiry will be held, and the whole affair will provide endless hours of fun for satirists all over the world.
Come to think of it, that wheelie bin looks a bit dodgy.