Shall there ever be a day of my life when I do not learn of yet another heroic warg act and have my love and admiration of the noble beasts swell beyond even my wildest imaginings? I doubt it!
Just the other day I learned of the greatest warg designer and architect ever, his name was Archibald Simpson. He designed and built with his own mighty paws the great bank of my home town. It is a magnificent building, standing 50ft tall with a magnificent statue of Britannia, a warg on either side of her. This bank was, on its opening day, held in awe by onlookers and peers of Archibald. One spectator said:
"I wouldn't have believed all they've said about wargs before today. But now, having seen what the paws and mind of one warg have produced, I can do nothing but to say 'I was wrong'. Wargs are obviously just as great as everyone says."
The local newspaper reported that
The crowd stood, dumbfounded, and hung on the every word of Mr Simpson, the warg who had created this wonder.
This unique event shows us just how great wargs can be, yet how unrecognised they shall forever go. The wonderous bank is now a public house, and few know the true story of Archibald Simpson. Those of us who do, though, wet our tongues there with nigh on religious fervour and often enjoy the famous 'warg burger'.
All is done, though, with bittersweet irony, the truth about Archibald almost forgotten.
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-- Well, I'm back.
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