The Case of the Mysterious Chase Sequel

Dear sleuthy readers,

Did you figure out the vague riddle? Well, did you? I’ll just tell you since I’ve got cookies in the oven. (Don’t judge, it’s a new thing I’m trying).

Anywaaay, the answer was a tricky one because it was actually b, c AND d. Hence, it rhymes with apple tree and is why I also left e blank. I know, I’m sneaky that way.

After I arrived at a secure location, AKA: at the back of a Sainsbury’s, I took the envelope out of my pocket and in it was a flash drive shaped as an apple. And so the plot thickened.

It was quite the challenge but I managed to get hold of a laptop. Actually, I simply walked home and turned on my laptop. On the flash drive were interesting picture of some guy and some women. Yes, plural. I was guessing the guy was important here and that those two men chasing me were his men (as far as one man can own other men).

There were a few things that I could do from this point on:

a)      Sit back and relax, have some juice, eat some cookies

b)      Sent the flash drive to a reporter, perhaps in exchange for a reward

c)       Find the girl and let her handle it

d)      Find the men and exchange the flash drive in return for her (and my) safety

Knowing I’m kind of a bad-ass, I did both c and d. I put one of my own flash drives in the envelope, but not before adding cute kitten pictures to it and then headed out. First I found the men, or rather, while I was looking for the girl they found me. I handed them the envelope, pretended to be scared and intimidated and they left. They were definitely well-dressed bodyguards and kind of stiff, which gave me the urge to suddenly yell GROUP HUG! But don’t think they would have gone for it.

The girl was at the river by the park, still upset, but no actual tears were spotted by my two very sharp eyes. So, it was safe to approach. When I handed her the flash drive she hugged me. So not safe to approach, not safe to approach! Too late, brain. Then she told me her ENTIRE life story and I kind of zoned out every once and a while. No offense to her, but most interesting stuff happens in my head. From what I gathered the guy was a politician and she was one of his former mistresses/secretary. Sounded like drama to me and I only like that on my TV screen. Slowly I backed away, said goodbye as she had gotten it off her chest and went on my merry way to continue shopping for new socks. It may not seem that exciting, but hey, look how I got interrupted. Even sock shopping can lead to great adventures. Well, this one wasn’t that great, but at least I get to share it with you guys.

Would you like a final riddle?

I can be cracked, I can be made.
I can be told, I can be played.
What am I?

Until our next adventure, dear reader.

Penelope out!

Mood: Sleepy.

Hair: Rebellious.

Clothes: Rebellious.

Random word of the day: Vapid (meaning: lacking liveliness, dull).



The Case of the Mysterious Chase

Dear sleuthy readers,

You know those days where you are kind of waiting for adventure and find it only when you close your eyes or play a computer game? Yes, it was one of those days when an actual adventure knocked on my door. It was a soft knock and I barely didn’t recognise it for what it was, but at some point it gave itself away. When strange men chase you, that’s kind of a clear indication. But hey, I love being chased by men. *insert hair flick*

I was walking through town, it was warm and springy and birds were singing, you know all that cheerful crap, when a girl bumped into me. That is not an understatement or anything, she actually bumped into me quite hard. Now, I’m not saying I’m a delicate soul, but I have sensitive upper arms. And it hurt. Anyway, I was about to give her a piece of my mind as one does when one wears their thoughts on their tongue, when I saw her red and teary eyes. No, no, no. Even I can’t yell at a crying girl. Or a crying man for that matter. Anyway, she ran before I got a chance to even ask her if she was okay. Now, here comes the weird part…

I had only taken a few steps when two men dressed in black, sunglasses to match, started chasing me. ME! Let that sink in.

Yes, see, that’s weird right? And not that fun when it is a literal thing. Because I don’t like running. Ever. Not even for a bus. Maybe a little speed-walking, but not running. It makes you sweaty and pant and let’s face it, unless you’re doing it in slow-motion while running towards a puppy that’s about to get hit by a car it just doesn’t look cool.
So, reasons for strange men suddenly running after me:

a)      They were in fact in love with me, but were acting a bit desperate.

b)      They were very avid Jehovah’s witnesses.

c)       They were psychics who sensed I needed saving in the near future.

d)      The crying girl had slipped something in my pocket.

e)      They were loan sharks because secretly I have a problem.

f)       It was the FBI coming all the way to England because I hacked into their database.

*leans forward* What was that? Yes, it is indeed answer D.  I am very proud of you. Although I wouldn’t have minded C and F either. And what was it that she slipped so casually into my pocket?

a)      A necklace

b)      A flash drive

c)       An envelope

d)      A piece of fruit


f)       A mobile phone

The answer shall be revealed in the next blog, but I will leave you with a riddle that ties in to this ‘case’:

Sometimes, but not always, there is more than the eye can see,

And it does always rhyme with a fake apple tree.

Penelope out!

Mood: Peckish.

Hair: Smells like pineapple.

Food: Cubed pineapple.

Random word of the day: Ebullient (meaning: extremely lively, enthusiastic).


Spot the Frog!

Dear sleuthy readers,

I have tried and tried, this one is difficult. But your brain is just getting fatter sitting there, doing nothing. So let’s give it a nice challenge and…




spot the frog

Click on the pic to magically make it bigger!

Here is your new challenge… Spot the five differences. Keep exercising those walnuts. (Brains) You can click on the picture because then it will magically become bigger.