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If you're new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!  “My good ladies, more persuasive methods might be called for to extract the answers I require,” said the Archbishop
As the guards enter the room Nora shouts. “I’ have been questioned by better guards than yours Archie Boy. Bring on your torture.”
“Soldiers, remove these two ladies to the dungeons where I can extract the answers I need. Place this contraption in my gold room and make sure it is guarded night and day,” ordered the Archbishop.
“Before you have us taken to the dungeons may I suggest that both Lady Nora and I start the Higulator as you hold it and we show you the powers of this machine,” said the Manager. “Does this not show a willingness to cooperate and demonstrate good will on our behalf? You can experience its power right now,” said the Manager.
“I suspect Lady Catherine that this is some sort of trickery,” replied the Archbishop.
“If you are holding onto the Higulator, won’t this give you reassurance?,” responded the Manager.
“I will agree Lady Catherine only if Lady Nora of the Castle Blayne remains in this room with my guards.” I will hold the contraption with you only, Lady Catherine, “replied the Archbishop.
“I will need Lady Nora though, just to help me start the Higulator. Nora you remember how the Doc used his Ben Lang to provide the instructions to start the Higulator,” said the Manager. I will give the same instructions. Archbishop can you stand over here beside Nora and place you right hand on this part of the Higulator. Please make sure not to let go.”
“Right Nora I will set the Tick-Tock for the bird lime of the mouse ran up –you get my drift?,”said the Manager.
“Tick -Tock, bird lime, mouse ran up, did you just get a blow to the head Manager?” asked Nora.
“No Nora. Think of the Doc’s Ben Lang and work it out, Hickory Dickory”.
Oh! said Nora. “I got you now” as she winked back to the Manager.
“Nice one Nora,” replied the Manager. “So Archbishop we are just talking about the launch procedures and counting up to three before we press the start button “
Nora was trying to work out in her head the Doc’s Ben Lang for the Hickory Dickory Dock and what number the mouse ran up or down the clock at.
“Okay Lady Nora, Okay Archbishop. Are we set to go; I mean start the Higulator” asked the Manager
“Hold it, Lady Catherine we are just starting the Higulator and not disappearing anywhere,” said Archbishop Crammer.
Before the archbishop could say another word the Manager shouted the clock struck one and both the Manager and Nora pressed the start button on the Higulator.
To be continued…….
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The tale of Doc Higgins and his time travel invention. How does the famous Doc plan to bring Alistair back from 1965 to his Nora?
To be continued….. More Blog posts coming soon – The Manager and Nora with Henry VIII. What will Nora say? What will the Doc do? Where is Alistair? How will the Manager sort out this mess?
 When Nora and the Manager stepped outside the room the Manager suggested that Nora should not give away as much information as she might know about King Henry VIII and his six wives. As all of these events were in his future.
“We will need to play this one close to our chest Nora. I figure the Archbishop is hesitant in telling the King about us for some reason. I’m not sure as to why, but we might be able to play this out to our advantage. He is anxious to find out where we have come from and if we really have any magical powers,” said the Manager.
“Feck him,” replied Nora. “We will keep feeding him full of bullshit and see what happens.”
“Well Nora we might very well do that, but let us buy time until the Doc can get here. So we don’t get burnt as witches in the meantime. Come on Nora and let’s go back into the room to hear what other questions the Archbishop has for us,” said the Manager.
“We just needed to have some girl time, if you get my meaning Archbishop,” said the Manager.
“Yes we were talking about things you men would not understand,” added Nora.
“You were asking about this contraption Archbishop,” continued the Manager.
“Yes,” replied Archbishop Cranmer. “I am curious to understand what magical powers it holds and can anyone control such a machine.”
“It’s called a ‘Higulator,’ invented by the famous Doc Higgins. The Lord and High King of Navan. A most wise and generous King,” replied the Manger.
“Oh! you’re not bias at all then Manager?” laughed Nora. Yes, the famous Doc Higgins, Lord and High King of the back of beyond in Navan. It might not be long before we can introduce King Navan man to you Archie boy.”
“I feel I’m more interested in how this Higulator works Lady Catherine?” asked the Archbishop.
“It can only be operated my myself or Lady Nora,” replied the Manager. “It is a very difficult and lengthy process to get it started and working, it could take hours.”
“You did not seem to take that long when you were back in my court room. In fact you both just held the contraption and you disappeared. I fear you may not be honest with me here Lady Catherine,” replied the Archbishop.
“Well you see Archie Boy, in the court room the Higulator was already switched on and warmed up. As we say in Monaghan’ like a wh**e in a brothel,” said Nora.
“I think I may have to extract inform for your both by our traditional methods,” replied the Archbishop. He then shouted for his guards to come into the room and remove the Higulator.
“My good ladies, more persuasive methods might be called for. To extract the answers I required,” said the Archbishop.
To be continued………
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The tale of Doc Higgins and his time travel invention. How does the famous Doc plan to bring Alistair back from 1965 to his Nora? Taken from the Stories of Alistair and Nora. Set in London in 1965 where the Doc Higgins meets his young self Joe Higgins, fondly known as Hig. The Hig is the lead singer in the Boston Showband.
The Manager and Nora were once again prisoners in the Archbishops Manor. “I think that the Doc and Alistair when they saw us appearing and disappearing got the message of where we have time travelled to,” said the Manager.
“What message?” asked Nora. “I wasn’t sending any message to the Doc or Alistair. I thought they were just standing there with their mouths open looking at us in amazement. The Doc seemed to be taking a photo of us with his iPhone.”
“Nora, given the circumstances we are in, I was telling them that we were with Henry VIII and in the year 1533. I’m sure the Doc was picking up my message. He is probably working on a plan right now to come and rescue us. I’m sure he realises that there is an issue with the Higulator and knows now why we have not been able to return back to 2013,” said the Manager.
The door of their room opened and in walked the Archbishop. “Well my two fine ladies, Lady Catherine of Ontario and Lady Nora of the Castle Blayney. My fellow clergymen wish me to inform our King of your witchcraft skills. I feel you have no such skills, but it is that contraption you have brought with you. That aides you to appear and disappear. So Lady Catherine of Ontario, I feel I will get some sensible answers to my questions from you,” said the Archbishop.
“Shoot Archbishop. Fire ahead,” replied Nora. “What’s your question?
“Shoot”, asked the Archbishop. “What do you want me to shoot? This is a strange way of conversation Lady Nora of the Castle Blayney, I’m not sure of your request.” Lady Catherine, please tell me about this contraption and how you have managed to travel to these parts?” asked the Archbishop.
“Well firstly let me respond by asking you a question. If we are to share such knowledge and inform you of some possible news that might support your relationship with your King, what will be our fate? Are we to be burnt as witches?”, inquired the Manager.
“I think Lady Catherine that I hold all the cards and your fate as you ask will depend on your answers to my questions,” replied Archbishop Cranmer.
“I think differently. Let me explain. Your King Henry VIII is seeking a divorce from Queen Catherine and Rome is stalling on a response is it not? This is irritating your King. If I may your eminence, you feel strongly that you need to support your King. That the price of success for you may place you in a very favourable position with the King, which will bring you much power and wealth,” stated the Manager.
Lady Catherine I am not sure how you know such things. Maybe you have spies, but I feel you may be a diplomatic negotiator,” replied the Archbishop.
“Hey pointy hat, do you think I’m not wise or something?” said Nora. “Nobody puts baby in the corner”. “Old red socks in Rome will not give old Henry six wives a divorce.”
“Nora I think a quiet word in the other room might help as you would say ‘the situation’,” said the Manger. “Please excuse us for one moment your eminence.”
To be continued………
“Look very closely Al. The Manager is not saying Henry ate something and 15 dirty trees, she is saying Henry the VIII and the year 1533. We have found them Al! All I have to do is get this feckin’ Higulator working and build another travelling shed and then we are off. Al my man, the year 1533 here we come,” said the Doc. “I’ll need to read up a bit to understand what was going on in 1533 with Henry VIII.”
“But why were they holding the Higulator and sitting on broom sticks Doc?” asked Alistair. “How come they weren’t in your travelling shed?”
“Good question Al. No flies on you. Something might have happened that they removed the Higulator from the shed,” replied Doc.
“Now let’s go and find out what trouble James Bond has gotten himself into and see if we can’t get him out of it. Maybe he has been eaten by a few old cougars up the lakeshore area,” laughed the Doc.
“Once we find Bond we can get started on building a new shed and get travelling to 1533. I don’t fancy leaving James Bond here in town. Its best we bring him back to his own time on our way to find The Manager and Nora.”
“Sure thing Doc. The sooner we start the sooner I can get my Nora home,” replied Alistair.
Meanwhile back in 1533. The Manager and Nora stopped disappearing and reappearing in the court room.”
Nora shouted out once more, “now for our next trick where is that rabbit. Quick give that Higulator another bang so we can get out of here again.”
Archbishop Cranmer ordered his soldiers to remove the Higulator from the Manager and take them both back to his manor. There was much discussion about the witches between all the clergy who were gathered in the court room. The King must know of these witches they all agreed. Archbishop Cranmer was concerned about this decision, as he had already informed Henry VIII that he had ordered them both to be executed. The Archbishop felt strongly that it was the Higulator that was making the Manager and Nora disappear and they were not in fact witches, but had some magical machine.
The Archbishop informed his clergy members that he would speak with the King and dismissed the group. He knew though that before he would engage the King in any discussion he would go and see the Manager and Nora again. He felt he needed more answers that would support his case if questioned on why they had not been beheaded.
To be continued……
 The Doc hooked his iPhone up to the plasma screen and switched on the recording. The video recording showed the Manager and Nora appearing and disappearing several times. “Al, we are going to have to slow this recording right down. I think the Manager and Nora are trying to say or tell us something.”
“Al, you work the controls and move the recording frame by frame. I’ll see if I can make out what the feck they are saying.” As the Doc watched the recording, sure enough the Manager was mouthing out something every time she appeared.
“What are they saying Doc?” asked Alistair.
“Nora, I think is saying ‘Ye Haw’ ‘Ye Haw’, replied the Doc.
“The Manger is saying something about a Henry eating something and 15 dirty trees. I’m not sure yet, you’ll have to adjust the speed a little Al.”
“Do you think they are trying to tell us where they are Doc? I never heard of ‘Ye Haw ‘ ‘Ye Haw’. Do you think Nora is saying You Ha! You Ha!? I got it Doc, they are in Utah USA. Nora is visiting the Young Living Oil Factory,” said Alistair with great excitement.
“I don’t think Nora is saying You ha! or Utah. I don’t think Nora is trying to tell us where they are at all. I think Nora is just having fun on the broom stick Al,” replied the Doc. “Now let me figure out what the Manager is on about.”
“The Manager is talking about eating 15 dirty trees or something. I think my Nora is telling us they are in Utah,” replied Alistair.
“Holy feck,” shouted Doc. “It’s not, Henry eating 15 dirty trees. I got it. Look Al what the Manager is trying to tell us.”
To be continued…….
 The Manager and Nora kept reappearing in and out of the court room. The Archbishop and his cronies became more and more frightened.
The Doc and Alistair who were back in 2013 trying to sort out a new Higulator were working outside on the deck. “Doc don’t spill any of that oil on the deck or the Manager will go ballistic,” said Alastair.
As the Doc turned around to tell Al to feck off and hold the Higulator steady so he could insert the time dials – he caught a glimpse of the Manager and Nora appearing and disappearing in the garden on the exact spot where his shed used to be.
“Holy Feck Al, I’m either loosing it or I just saw the Manager and your Nora appear in the garden,” said Doc.
“Where?” asked Alistair.
“Just there Al. I must be going feckin’ mad and starting to see things Al. That’s the feckin’ start of it, next I’ll be running for a seat on council with all the other mad feckers,” laughed Doc.
Just then the Manager and Nora reappeared for a few seconds. “Doc you better hold me one of those seats on the council. I’m just after seeing Nora sitting on a feckin’ broom stick holding onto the Higulator with the Manager, “said Alistair.
“Quick Al. Get my iPhone from inside.”
Alistair returned from the house with the Doc’s iPhone. The Doc set the camera on his phone to record. The Manager and Nora reappeared and disappeared for few more times and then stopped appearing.
Alastair and the Doc waited outside for another hour or so to see if they would reappear. “We’ll have a crowd gathering and praying in your garden Doc if the word gets out, two women kept magically appearing in your garden. You’ll be the talk of county Meath. They’ll come from miles to see this place, just like the moving statutes and those places in France and Portugal,” said Alistair.
“Al my man I don’t think these two were virgins. And I’ll not be mentioning anything about two women on broom sticks appearing in my garden. I just hope the tulips form next door didn’t see anything.
“Come inside Al and we will look at the recoding on my iPhone,” said Doc.
To be continued…..
 Archbishop Cranmer stood up and approached the Manager and Nora. “Ladies you will now undergo the broom test to establish once and for all whether you are witches or not.” My fellow clergymen brace yourselves. Hold onto your hats. Lock the doors and protect the windows. Remember once witches are airborne they can cause enormous damage. My good ladies, I command you now to mount your brooms.”
Nora grabbed a broom, threw her leg over it and ran around the court room shouting “Ye Haw, Ye Haw.” As if she was riding a toy horse. “Giddy up there pony.”
“Stand back,” shouted the Archbishop. “This witch will be in the air in seconds.”
Nora was racing around the court hooting and howlin’
In the meantime the Manager had taken hold of her broom and moved over to where the Higulator was sitting on a table. The Manager gave the digital box a slap and the lights lit up. They started to flash on an off. She quickly shout to Nora, “wind your neck back in Nora and get over here.”
Nora came running over towards the Manager. “Grab a hold of the Higulator Nora.” The Manager set the start button and within seconds there was a flash. Nora and the Manager were gone.
There was astonishment in the court room. “They were witches, witches withes,” they all shouted.
Suddenly the Manager and Nora were back in the court room. “And now for our next trick,” said Nora. “Does anyone have a bunny rabbit? “
The Higulator had malfunctioned from the slap the Manager had given it. It kept resetting itself back and forward in time.
The Manager was pressing all the buttons on the Higulator frantically. Again Nora and the Manager disappeared.
To be continued…………
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