Floor 6

Yesterday, I was very virtuous and spent a couple of hours sitting in the library. I must admit, it wasn't the most productive of days. I began to get a pounding headache and my mouth felt like I'd been eating silica gel (which I have, but that's another story). The temperature was almost unbearable. I was starting to think that I had some sort of interesting fever which I could complain about to my friends (see previous entry) until someone opened a window and cool air gushed in.

Putting a rather thrilling book on Euripides aside, I began to think. Why was the library so unbearably hot? Was it necessary for the books to be kept warm? Suddenly I had it. It all fitted into place. my thoughts turned to last Saturday, sitting down in comfort for 45 minutes of escapism with Dr Who. Except clearly, this episode wasn't designed as escapism, it was a warning – a prophecy!

For those who were unfortunate enough to miss the episode, Dr Who, Rose, and that annoying lad visited a satellite populated by journalists. The lower floors were all swelteringly hot. It turned out that on floor 500, there lived the editor in chief, a big wobbly creature attached to the ceiling. This creature generated lots of heat which was vented away from it onto the lower floors so that it would be cool enough to survive.

YOU SEE! There must be another floor to the library, home to a creepy, gooey chief librarian, complete with huge scary teeth! All we need now is Christopher Eccleston to come and save us (or maybe David Tennant – I'm not fussy).

Don't believe me? Well, don't say I didn't warn you.

: 09 May 2005 09:37 |  Comments (4) |  Report a problem