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Sport 11: Spring 1993

The Beast’s Holiday

The Beast’s Holiday

The Beast needs a break. He stares questioningly at his reflection in the well for five days. He thinks too much! We decide he is looking peaky. Two weeks in the sun. A package deal. In the departure lounge we wave our sad bons voyages. Rachel has to be restrained. Forcibly.

Postcards from the Beast:

series of three black and white drawings

page 69

Yes, we nod to each other, those tropics must be a nice place.

The Beast returns looking bronzed and vital. We slay entire species of buffalo to celebrate his excellent health. His rejuvenated spirit is infectious to us all and we attend to our daily tasks with ultra-willing smiles and an extra performance-enhanced spring to our steps.