Meanwhile Mrs. Love placed the brain of Mr. Love in one vessel of formaldehyde and the body of Mr. Love in another, and contemplated the bitter disappointment they were when united and the sweet satisfaction they gave her now they were divided.
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How I came to write Pim
People often ask how I came to write Pim. It seems like a thousand years since I discovered Pim, or that Pim discovered me. Thankfully I kept detailed notes and saved photos from that time. While I can’t swear to the absolute accuracy of what you are about to read, I have done my best to capture the essence of how Pim entered my life.
When Brad and Ukifune delivered the pieces of her son to Mrs. Love, she immediately locked Brad and Ukifune in a cell. (Surely this surprises to none of us.) Clive wisely decided to skirt the perimetre of the penitentiary and assess its perils before entering.
On reaching the prison Brad encountered Pim and Bim and mentioned he was looking for a job. Pim and Bim immediately left him with Mr. Love’s body to deliver to Mrs. Love. They also signed over Pim and Bim Transport Inc. to Brad, making Brad sole shareholder and CEO.
Clive fell into the same path as Brad had before Clive, and as Ukifune had before Brad. Is free-will anything but a fantasy, necessary to convince ourselves that we’re moral agents?
Kåre and Pål spent days nursing Clive, with a soup of lichens they’d gathered from the forest and brought to their hovel (which boasted satellite TV and bass amplification from an outdoor generator). At last Clive departed, disparaging their faux-medieval posturing as he went.
Following Brad’s exile, Poto and Cabengo launched their plan for world domination. Wiring the house with an incendiary device and evacuating just before it deployed—a tactic it didn’t occur to Meg and Peg they’d be capable of—Poto and Cabengo gloated in a tongue I wish I spoke.
The Vivians returned to the family home and immediately dismissed Brad, despite his cerebral impediments and scant prospects. After wandering for days Brad settled into the very path Ukifune was travelling, at exactly the same pace and exactly three Kilometres behind her.
And sure enough, it WAS Pim and Bim who met Ukifune by the barbed wire, each bearing a portion of Mr. Love. A superstitious person might describe this reunion as the design of dark powers, latent in the cosmos, since the dawn of time.
Why it took Pim and Bim as long to reach the destination by truck as it did for Ukifune on foot was that they’d misprogrammed the GPS and detoured to Norway where, encountering the Well-Dressed Albatross, they’d been enthralled by his reminiscences, great raconteur that he was.
Imagine Ukifune’s surprise when she came down out of the mountains with Mr. Love’s brain, and saw the truck containing Mr. Love’s body.