Little 'Long Johns' Silver!

After a disturbing visit to the Oak on Tuesday night (see Sarge-Dracula for details) I decided to give Wednesday night a miss. However yesterday afternoon, Thursday, I received a call from a friend who is a barman in the 'Stag's Head' to say that the 'Nerds' had booked the private room for a meeting.

'They are going to dress in disguise' my caller advised 'as pirates! They don't want to be recognised'

With the 'Wise One' returning at the weekend I decided I better get my pretty ass in gear. He would be annoyed if I miss out on too many reports.

I would need to blend in somehow! But how?

Later, I found something suitable to wear, I was dealing with 'Nerds' so it was unlikely they would recognise me from the Oak Bar and there was absolutely no way they would recognise the fact that I was a woman in this disguise.




I headed down to the 'Stag's Head'. There I arranged with my friend to stand in as a barman.

The room was full and a low hum filled the air.

(Phew! Whiff!)


No! not that kind of a 'Hum' but the 'Hum' of over heated hard drives.

They were communicating by Wi-Fi. So I quickly put in my ear piece and tuned in; they were using Atheros AR5006X Universal 802.11a/b/g Wireless Network Adapters!

The Nerd Master 'Fillius Fogg' looked more agitated than usual and was talking to himself, which was not unusual. He kept looking down and mumbling 'Neep! Was 34, now 36! Scan again...Whirrr...'Confirm! Neep-neep! Now 36, was 34!

Finally he got himself together by tightening his extra large belt and called the meeting to order 'Members of Nerdicus Neep, I have bad news!'

He paused and said 'We cannot save Perry!'

'Neep-neep! Neep-neep'
'1100110101111010001111111111...Perry?'
'Neep-neep! Neep-neep'

'Perry!.....Who the fuck is Perry?' Piped up Snipper-wire or Little 'Long Johns' Silver as he was better known.

'Uh! Neep! Sorry said Fillius 'for those of you who don't know Marjoram Picketfence has succeeded in reprogramming Dick Mussel's system.ini and he will now only respond to 'Perry'.

The crowd erupted again: 'Neep-neep! Neep-neep'
'1100110101111010001111111111...Perry?'
'Neep-neep! Neep-neep'

'Dats a disgrace Boy!' Shouted Little 'Long Johns' Silver again from the back of the room 'I tried to warn him. I even offered to loan him a pair of my super warm Long-Johns'

'Neep-neep! Neep-neep! Loan him your what?' asked Fillius.

Looking very sheepish 'I have lot's of dem, I brought dem back from the real capital. Der super warm and dey can protect you from the coldness of a woman's heart'

I immediately knew by his accent, where the real capital was.

So I decided to take a photo of him with my ring camera. 'Control' would want to know that there was a republican in the camp, who though there was a real capital somewhere else than Dublin.






'All the members of the group all turned together and looked at Little Long Johns' Silver and said in unison 'Arragh! We wondered were you managed to get that nick name from!'

Little 'Long Johns' Silver, blushed 'Neep-Neep!.












Marsha Mellow a


Undercover for 'The Wise One'