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Glen Fandango – The Wild One

In the silence that blossomed you could have heard a pin drop. No one knew quite what to say. It wasn’t so much that they couldn’t comprehend the words more that they were agog at the person who was presenting them. Glen Fandango stood a shade over 7ft tall (including his horns) and was dressed in the leathers of a now defunct biker gang. He glanced round the puzzled faces and repeated his question ‘Can I get a beer please?’ The lady behind the bar was the first to gather her wits and she pivoted towards the beer tap with a glass in her hand without either taking her eyes off him or saying a word.

As he waited for the beer he casually surveyed the other people in the bar before adding ‘I’m also looking for a bit of information. Does anybody here know an Alice Gerhardt?’ With that pronouncement the temperature in the room dropped a further few degrees as it would seem he had struck a nerve. Perfect, that was just what he wanted. Glen smiled. Not that you’d know it though as his goat face was largely inscrutable to the average person. It would seem that he was in the right place after all.

Glen had not had an easy life but it’s not all been his fault. Ever since his ‘father’ rescued him from a government lab in North Korea and escaped across the border to the south with the infant in his arms people have been pointing and whispering. A small measure of fame followed his arrival in Seoul and within a few years they had been invited to the USA to start a new life.

As a young kid, whilst his father continued his work in genetics for the US Department of Defense, he was relentlessly teased until his tormentors learned the hard way that the horns on his head weren’t just for decoration. This, in turn, led to an early involvement with the police. It’s one of the few relationships he’s managed to successfully maintain over the years. By the time his father died he was an angry young man with a chip on his shoulder and the face of a goat.  The next decade was an epic spiral of booze, bikes and bad decisions. It was only after hitting rock bottom that he managed to come to terms with himself and emerge, not entirely unscathed, on the other side. Nowadays he’s (more or less) working on the side of the angels and if you can find him and convince him your case is worthy he is, without doubt, the best manhunter on the planet…

Cheers

id-iom

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Cardboard city!

You learn something new every day don’t you? I realised when I used the title ‘cardboard city‘ for this post that it was a reference to an area where homeless people lived in cardboard boxes – but i never realised that it was a particular place (where the IMAX is now) just near Waterloo station in Central London where over 200 homeless people lived from 1983 to 1998. I used to work near there in about 2000 and there were a couple of people still sleeping in the underpasses but i can only imagine what it must have been like to live there in the mid 80’s…

Anyhoo, with summertime pretty much upon us it’s time once again to hit the streets in earnest. We’ve got plenty of bits and pieces to get up when the time is right and here is a sneak peek at some of the cardboard pieces that will be adorning London’s walls and doorways somewhere in the near future.

I’m not entirely sure why but i think my favourite one is ‘oh my god i’m flowering’ with ‘smile’ coming a close second. We also have some huge bits of cardboard which we will be placing out at the same time – just as soon as i can come up with suitable spots for them to be placed/affixed to.

Cheers

id-iom

Oh my god i’m flowering!

Smile

Taking the bull by the horns

Fat head

Give it a rest!

Pramcar

This is not the way it’s meant to be

I’m particular

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