by Elle Matheuse
The passing whimsy fairy grants passing whimsies to passing strangers at random. He does so without consideration or malice and cares not for our history or plans. He is neutral, like Switzerland, and happy in his work, like Philip Schofield and Fern Britton. His love of bright lights and women's tights propels him towards shimmering commercial emporia and into our glow-at-night homes and he is busiest and dizziest at Christmas, the various New Years and also during birthdays, essentially all year round. If I could ask the passing whimsy fairy for a passing whim to be granted, I’d ask him to take a week or two off. It might do us all good.
Elle Matheuse has much and little to say about everything and nothing.