Unanswered Questions

So, what do we have here… and why does it smell like that?

Although, it is an interesting question – with its own integral question mark and a well-developed sense of intrigue, it is – unfortunately – a question that will have to remain unanswered… at least for the time being.

So, if you have already changed into your best bespoke inquisitorial outfit, including your sparkling be-sequined questioning cape and wand, then I’m afraid you are going to have to either sit there with them on – looking incongruous – or go back and change into some more perusal-friendly clothing.

Sometimes, the questions are best left unanswered, especially if you are in the vicinity of those who are not keen on questions in the first place; especially those who regard their religion, ideology, politics, food choices or selection of socks beyond reproach.

However, as change is the only constant, especially with underwear and politicians, this is not really a tenable position.

However, then there are those of us who like to question everything, who take nothing for granted and like seeing certainties crumble into rubble before us, while those that prefer not to ask awkward questions say: ‘What did you question that for?’

And we reply: ‘Why not?’