I remembered a funny thing from the TEMPLAR CASTLE this morning...TOMLINSON had sent me to the LIBRARY in a very young child alter, in my school uniform to do my homework...which consisted of holding a small rectangular mirror beside my exercise book...TOMLINSON had instructed me that I wasn't allowed to look at my exercise book at all...and I had to write out my Calculus workings out - only using the mirror to do so...

Anyway, I had stolen a small 'bouncy ball' from DALDRY (icecream swirly colours - RIMINGTON was to leave it in THINGYUMMY BOBS in her programming objects corner for me to find)...and I had hidden it in my knickers...

I began to do my homework and noticed GILL in the corner of the library...I am not sure if I really recognised him but he seemed familiar...doing some sort of work on a desk...I produced the ball but hid it in my lap - I then asked him if he wanted to play ball and three times because he kept on saying NO....and after the third time he didn't reply and so I bounced it hard upon the floorboards and it sprang back up at him...he opened his eyes wide, caught it and then bounced it back even harder to myself...and I caught it, did the same back and so on...until TODDY rushed in...

This is all about BALLS today - isn't it?

Anyway, I had quickly caught the ball but only had time to sit on it...TODDY asked me where the BALL was and eventually pulled me up from the chair...to see it on the chair - whereupon he exclaimed:

"YOU'VE LAID AN EGG!" he was deadly serious.

Now because I knew TODDY and his madness surrounding programming objects and symbolism...this didn't seem 'odd' at all...you see, 'bouncing your ball' as a toddler meant sending a telepathic message...and the soul was supposed to come out of your anus...and your babies were 'eggs' and so I caught what I thought was his meaning, immediately...

TODDY then ran off to call RIMINGTON in...and I quickly opened a small latticed window and chucked the ball out...it must have bounced high because we were several floors up but luckily it didn't make a noise...

RIMINGTON came in...thoroughly searched the place, couldn't find a ball and then told TODDY words to the effect that he was having a BAD TRIP and not to worry about it...GILL meanwhile, was telepathically telling me to keep very quiet indeed...the 'connection' had been made again...