Alphabet Land is an odd place. For a start, most countries have one capital, but Alphabet Land has 26. It is governed by the Vowels that skilfully hold together its diverse community of Consonants.
Most lead separate lives, but some of them live together quite naturally. C’s and K’s get on well as do Q’s and U’s. There are several P’s with S’s who are silent partners. Twins abound, double D’s and double T’s being among the most common.
Recently there was a problem with a crowd of brutish X’s and Z’s whose actions were becoming intolerable.
An emergency meeting of the Vowels was held where it was decided that they needed to be separated.
The first to offer their services were the Hyphens, after all, they were used to keeping groups of letters apart. The Full Stops thought they could possibly call a halt, and the Colons and their junior partners the Semis felt that they might at least be able to slow things down a bit.
Unfortunately, their efforts to halt the X’s and Z’s wicked ways were unsuccessful and so the Brackets were sent to catch them. They were taken to court and warned they’d be sentenced if they refused to abide by the Law of the Letters.
They promised not to congregate in a crowd again.
The Numbers had been brought in from an adjoining state to help decide if their pledge added up to anything and some had certain doubts, but as the Plusses outnumbered the Minuses it was decided to set them free.
Outside the court, the Y’s questioned the decision, and unsurprisingly the P’s held a meeting of their own in the toilet.
Right now all is calm and quiet at Scrabble Square and Crossword Corner.
For the uninformed (as was I until just now) sorting words in lexicographical order means they are arranged firstly by the first letter of the word, then for the words whose first letter is the same, we arrange them within that group by the second letter and so on just like in a language’s dictionary.
I’m on the verge of launching my world-changing invention, something we didn’t realise we needed but will soon wonder how we ever managed without.
It‘ll probably earn me a coveted Nitwit award, the New Invention Winners Trophy, after all, the inventor of the knock-knock joke won a No-bell prize!
Being creative has its disadvantages though, for too often when I’m with a group of friends in the pubby-wub my mind switches from companionable mode to contemplative, usually when it’s my turn to buy a round of drinky-poos which on second thoughts could be considered advantageous!
As I was saying, my invention will change life as we know it and take the world by storm, not literally, of course, I’ll leave that to climate change.
The invention of the pick-axe was groundbreaking as was dynamite, the guy that thought of the wheel was wheely great, and how the inventor of the clock knew what the time was I can’t imagine, but just wait and see what I’ve got planned!
In the meantime, if you’ve got any suggestions as to what my invention could be, let me know ‘cos right now I don’t have a clue!