I can’t believe it I just got up to go to the loo and there is a text from Wiz, it is 3.00 am in the morning, I hope he is not  losing his mind! I remember my days as a Police Officer well before it was normal for everyone to be out and about in the early hours, we used to check out anyone that was walking about and at 3.oo am they were usually drunk but at 5.00 am the wandererers were usually crackers.

I know Wiz does not drink but is he going crackers? He’s been in self imposed solitary confinement in a cave for nigh on a year now, can that send a man mad?

His text was to say “if the rabbit won’t speak to you, ask someone else to talk to it for you”

 Hmh it gets more confusing.

I could not resist but to reply and asked Wiz if he was still happy for me to do an interview with him. He replied that he remembers being a man of his word but he has lost his voice.

I joked I am happy for him to whisper and I would call my blog Whispers from Wiz.

He replied that I was always too clever for my own good. I said how will we communicate and he replied ask the crows. Confused I asked what crows and he replied look out of your window. I just did and the hairs on the back of my head are still standing, there are two huge black ugly crows perched on the roof of the house opposite.