It was on the third day that Plynkes and Sickly made their most disturbing discovery. The French had built a twice-life-size replica of Saint Michael's Mount! This could only mean one thing: They were planning an invasion of Cornwall, and the replica was being used to rehearse the assault!
Sickly attempts to infiltrate the enemy installation by posing as a Japanese (or possibly Canadian?) tourist.
(Seriously, I've never seen so many Japanese people.)
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Pretty good, eh? And all made from match-sticks. Must've taken them years.
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Sickly carefully approached the Abbey, and found it to be identical to its Cornish counterpart. Apart from the fact that it was completely different in almost every way.
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The peaceful Cloister. Very relaxing. Hard by could be heard the most wonderful singing from the church, while the priests did their crazy Catholic thing with the incense and chucking water everywhere. What's that all about then, eh? Completely baffling, yet wonderful, too. And the singing. Absolutely sublime. Fair carried one's soul away with it.
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Suddenly the calm was shattered. Somewhat unwisely, Sickly had taken it upon himself to bait the local Papists with his one-man "Last Supper" Comedy Spectacular. Displeased at their Saviour being mocked in such a way, the locals were enraged. A riot ensued. It was time to get out. And Fast.
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What would Guru Nanak think, Sickly? Eh?
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