Month: January 2013

The travelling shed landed in the exact spot from where it had left in Doc Higgins garden. The Doc turned off the Higulator and switched all the time zone dials to zero. “Well James Bond welcome to 2013,” said Doc. “Let us invite James to taste a little of this home town offering but first you got to meet the lovely Miss Manager and Miss Nora.  Alistair I suppose you’re on your way to see Nora so we’ll see you back here in an hour.” “Right first time Doc catch you both later,” replied Alistair as he headed out the shed door. Alistair arrived home to his Nora.  I see your back from working in the shed with Doc, how did it go?” said Nora.  “You were working with the Doc nearly all day long.” “Nora all feckin day, we have been away time travelling for weeks and you’ll never guess who is sitting right now having a Martini up with the Manager and Doc? The Martini is shaken not stirred, now there is a little hint for you Nora,” said Alistair. “Let me think Alistair, is it Clarke Gable or maybe Teddy Roosevelt, no I think it must be Humphrey Bogart? “You know your feckin Martini drinkers Nora,” replied Alistair.  “But you are not close. Think of tall dark and handsome man in a pair of swimming trunks walking out of the sea.” It’s not Tarzan is it?” guessed Nora. “No its not Tarzan, the only thing he had in his hand was a feckin monkey and not a Martini glass. Think of the guy who gets all the lovely looking tulips, he is always hanging out around a casino and it’s not the young Hig,” said Alistair. “I got it Alistair and I’m just off to get myself ready for Mr. James Feckin Bond,” shouted Nora with great excitement.  “I hope it’s either Sean or Daniel”.  As she rushed off to put on the war paint. “It’s the one and only original 007,” replied Alistair. To be continued…….

The travelling shed came to a halt. “Okay Hig, this is your stop and you two lovely ladies,” announced Doc Higgins. Alistair opened the shed door which looked out into field full of cows. “Doc this isn’t the Edgware Road in London, it looks like we are out in the middle of the bog,” replied Hig.  “Here Doc put that time machine into reverse and take us back to my pad in London.” “Hig this is just outside Ballybunion County Kerry in the year 1970, believe me you and the two tulips will have a feckin great time here.  The hotel down the street is called the Cliff House, just go in there and tell them that you have a reservation under the name of Little Joe and the Happening.  If the owner asks about these two lovely ladies just say they are part of your act for this evening,” said Doc. “What act Doc?” asked Hig. “You trust me Hig don’t you?” said Doc.  This will be a blast just step out into the new world of disco music and go with the flow little Joe.” “Okay Doc, I have to trust myself I guess. Come on ladies we are movin’ and grovin’ in Ballybunion tonight. Well Alistair and Mr. 007 James Bond if I don’t see you square I’ll see you round,” laughed Hig as he step out of the shed. “Don’t forget Hig the cailín‘s are Go Go Dancers get them moving to the music and you’ll rock the town tonight.  They’ll be falling out of the ditches to get into see your gig. You’ll be the talk of Kerry in the morning,” shouted Doc. The Hig turned back and smiled, “catch you two head bangers in the next time zone.” With Miss Pussy Galore on one arm and Miss Mary Goodnight on the other Hig walked towards the main street like John Wayne going into town for a show down. The Doc shut the shed door closed. “Right Al and Mr Bond the Higulator is set for 2013. Hold onto your hats, were set to go.”  The Higulator light up and the shed rattled. Within a few seconds the Higulator digital touch screen started to rapidly change in years 1970, 71,72,…………….1995……..2000…. To be continued……………

As they all took off from the North Pole in the Doc’s travelling shed…….. “Hey Alistair, I just noticed that the new digital touch screen panel seems not to have moved time zone in awhile. Looks like we might have got stuck in a time warp recently, we have not moved in time at all.  Hand me that screw driver and I will see if I can unfreeze it” said Doc. Alistair handed the Doc a screwdriver and continued with his conversation of bringing James Bond back to the year 2013.  Doc went to work on the new touch digital panel and joined in the discussion between Alistair and James Bond. “Hey James, do you really want to come back to 2013. What about all the tulips you have back in your Bond world?”  The lovely ladies like Miss Plenty O’Toole, Miss Honey Ryder and of course Miss Kissy Suzuki,” laughed the Doc. “What have I got to lose Doc? It seems you and Alistair have a great life in the future and judging by what I see the Hig up to, in the corner over there, I guess my days are numbered back in the 1960’s. He is a bit too much competition with the ladies,” said James Bond. “Doc, the Manager and Nora would be really excited if we brought James Bond back.  Even if it was just for a short while.  Now that you seem to have this feckin Higulator mastered and the new digital touch panel, we can bring him back to the 1960’s, once the girls have met him.  We might even stick  him in the local posh B&B for a night or two,” said Alistair. “Alistair I’m not a child. I can look after myself quite well if you just drop me off in the year 2013,” replied James. “Sorry James, it’s just that there are cougars around where we live and I would not want you to be eaten alive”. “I can handle myself.  I have fought off snakes, lions and sharks you know,” said James. “Your right James,” agreed Doc.  “Alistair, James will be alright if we take him back even though I am breaking one of my rules about taking people out of their own time zone. Sure we will have the craic . What harm could come of him?” “That’s it fixed now Al. Now we are sucking diesel.  The time digits are moving. We will be back in 1970 in a few seconds.  Hey Hig,” shouted Doc.  “This is your stop coming the year 1970. So let go of the two ladies. It’s time to get your coats on ladies your getting off at this stop as well. I would not like the Manager and Nora to see us arrive back with you two tulips on board,” laughed Doc. To be continued…….