Pigfumblers Bimble - Bonus Mystery Cache
pigfumbler: Time for this series to go to bed and let someone else have a go. I'll leave the container out for a couple of weeks just in case somebody has it saved as a PQ.
Many thanks
Pigfumbler
Pigfumblers Bimble - Bonus
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To translate the symbols found in the Pigfumblers Bimble series use the clue below:
I injured flying metal ducks with a rifle, then try to drown them in a church bowl but not a Word about it!
These are your coordinates
Extra help can be found in this passage
‘Like, something has been to toilet in my ear’ was pigfumblers first thought as he woke. Ever so slowly, as if afraid of the results he checked for a pulse. Indeed, there was one. The room seemed more open plan than he remembered and in his memory there was more furniture in it. Hmmm, he thought, also less trees. Had the feng shui people had been in with a natural brief while he had been foxed or he was in the woods again. It could be aliens again he thought or, possibly, the ye olde goat breath whisky. Luckily, the aliens provided the same amount of missing time as the whisky but unless the aliens had been probing his ear this time, the thumping in his head was likely to be the goat breath. Looking around he saw a weasel. Riding a badger. Or was it a stoat. A saddle hid the weasels tail from view but based on size he reckoned it was a weasel. Deriving some pleasure from this bit of deductive reasoning he approached the next big question. So, was it real or just a figment of his imagination? Instinctively he blinked and the image disappeared, this left the jury out on the matter as weasels riding badgers tend to be quite fast so it might have moved as he blinked.
Locating his trousers proved to be a bit more tricky but they had been thoughtfully tucked behind his head as a pillow. Vainly, he tried to manoeuvre his left leg into the trousers but it seemed the trousers were moving so he withdrew it. Eventually he tried again even as he wondered whether to take off his left shoe. Redoubling his efforts he tried again. By this time he was getting cross. ‘If it doesn’t work this time i’m giving up’ he thought. Reluctantly, he even tried to wiggle his shoe to fit through the trousers. Chuffed that this was starting to work he permitted himself a smile. However, at this point the realisation dawned. Not Again, he was doing the hokey cokey and gave up. ‘Now what’s that all about’ he thought?
Over and out.
I remember going to the fair in Ockley as a kid so I will give the clue in the fairground language of Palare
Ajax the tober. Varda the log. Then point your eek south west and varda the bona vista.
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Additional Hints
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