Catweazle is down at the Elderford rubbish tip, collecting junk, that to him is wondrous.
He gets on his tricycle, has a rope hooked up to a pram which is full of this junk, and pedals back to Duck Halt, the disused railway station he calls home.
He enters the waiting room with his "booty".
CW " Touchwood see, the marvels these foolish sorcerers leave behind, wondrous, miracles."
He picks up a wall clock from the pram, and places it among other wall clocks he has gathered.
CW " aha...tyrant thou has lost thy power, join thy brothers."
Next a colander, he looks at it puzzled,
CW "this bowl will hold no water, some looneth has made holes in it. ( sighs) You're right Touchwood I found not what I sought, the sign of the lion is hidden from me"
Catweazle is engaged in collecting examples of all 12 signs of the zodiac in order to fly, or so he thinks.
Catweazle then sees in his newly acquired rubbish, a book.
CW " mayhap a book."
He opens it , the " pages" are record sleeves, each with a vinyl disc inside them, Catweazle picks one out of a sleeve, this one is in two pieces, he realises the pieces fit to make one black disc.
CW " it's a mystery....magic."
At King's Farthing, handyman Groome is sitting in the kitchen, towel over his head, breathing in steam from a bowl of hot water, trying to rid himself of a rotten cold.
Mrs Gowdy the housekeeper looks on,
MG " you ought to see a doctor Henry, you're behaving like a child, he won't hurt you"
Gr ( whispered croaky vioce) " I don't need a doctor."
MG " what nonsense, what about tomorrow."
Gr " I wish you'd mind your own business Mrs Gowdy "
MG " anything to do with King's Farthing is my business, and it's no use hiding under that towel, I'll see what his Lordship says."
Catweazle has taken two more records out of their sleeves, and placed them on the floor, he studies them puzzled.
CW " what is the power of these black wheels Touchwood? Oh Adramalic, Nurgarl, wise demons I call on thee tell me the power of these black wheels...( pulls a face) .nothing works! Owlface, he will tell me."
Mrs Gowdy approaches Lord and Lady Collingford sitting outside at a garden table having tea.
MG " it's bad news I'm afraid."
Cedric meanwhile is at the vintage car the Collingfords use, washing it, with a bucket of water, a cloth, and musical accompaniment, he has a turntable near playing classical music.
Charles and Dotty on hearing the news,
LC " suppose the doctor can't do anything?"
LyC " then you'll have to put the whole thing off."
LC " Buckhunter, I can't do that, he's president of the historic weapons society, he's bringing them all tomorrow."
LyC " the weapons?
LC " no no , the society"
LyC " then there's only one thing to do, find another guide."
LC " another guide? Who on earth are we going to find to do that?
LyC ( smiles) " you Charles."
He gets on his tricycle, has a rope hooked up to a pram which is full of this junk, and pedals back to Duck Halt, the disused railway station he calls home.
He enters the waiting room with his "booty".
CW " Touchwood see, the marvels these foolish sorcerers leave behind, wondrous, miracles."
He picks up a wall clock from the pram, and places it among other wall clocks he has gathered.
CW " aha...tyrant thou has lost thy power, join thy brothers."
Next a colander, he looks at it puzzled,
CW "this bowl will hold no water, some looneth has made holes in it. ( sighs) You're right Touchwood I found not what I sought, the sign of the lion is hidden from me"
Catweazle is engaged in collecting examples of all 12 signs of the zodiac in order to fly, or so he thinks.
Catweazle then sees in his newly acquired rubbish, a book.
CW " mayhap a book."
He opens it , the " pages" are record sleeves, each with a vinyl disc inside them, Catweazle picks one out of a sleeve, this one is in two pieces, he realises the pieces fit to make one black disc.
CW " it's a mystery....magic."
At King's Farthing, handyman Groome is sitting in the kitchen, towel over his head, breathing in steam from a bowl of hot water, trying to rid himself of a rotten cold.
Mrs Gowdy the housekeeper looks on,
MG " you ought to see a doctor Henry, you're behaving like a child, he won't hurt you"
Gr ( whispered croaky vioce) " I don't need a doctor."
MG " what nonsense, what about tomorrow."
Gr " I wish you'd mind your own business Mrs Gowdy "
MG " anything to do with King's Farthing is my business, and it's no use hiding under that towel, I'll see what his Lordship says."
Catweazle has taken two more records out of their sleeves, and placed them on the floor, he studies them puzzled.
CW " what is the power of these black wheels Touchwood? Oh Adramalic, Nurgarl, wise demons I call on thee tell me the power of these black wheels...( pulls a face) .nothing works! Owlface, he will tell me."
Mrs Gowdy approaches Lord and Lady Collingford sitting outside at a garden table having tea.
MG " it's bad news I'm afraid."
Cedric meanwhile is at the vintage car the Collingfords use, washing it, with a bucket of water, a cloth, and musical accompaniment, he has a turntable near playing classical music.
Charles and Dotty on hearing the news,
LC " suppose the doctor can't do anything?"
LyC " then you'll have to put the whole thing off."
LC " Buckhunter, I can't do that, he's president of the historic weapons society, he's bringing them all tomorrow."
LyC " the weapons?
LC " no no , the society"
LyC " then there's only one thing to do, find another guide."
LC " another guide? Who on earth are we going to find to do that?
LyC ( smiles) " you Charles."
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