RIP Iceosaurous Rex

I knew it! I just knew it was more than a mere icicle.

Not only was Iceosaurous Rex the biggest, meanest and most scary icicle ever formed in the UK, it was also a vampire.

How do I know this?

Well, for the first time since our mythical heatwave, the sun shone today. It peered around a snow cloud for all of ten seconds and Iceosaurous Rex leapt to his death.

But not before he managed to produce mutant, non-vampire offspring.

Iceosaurous Rex and Son

Mutant Icicle Offspring

Anyway, the good news is, I no longer fear venturing outside the front door. Icicles are weak. I tell you. Weak!

Well, since the only bit of excitement in my day was the sudden demise of our rogue icicle, I don’t really have anything else to say.

Which is probably a good thing because it seems I just broke WordPress. I have this weird message on a pink background in a red box that says, “You do not have permission to do that.”

Do what exactly? Talk about the suicide of Iceosaurus Rex? It’s my blog I can do what ever I want.

Oh cool, the pink background turns blue if you look at it from a different angle. I’m still not sure what I did though.

Okay, move along now. Nothing to see here. I’ll just go and rejoin my friends on Messenger. One of whom is wishing for a mid-life crisis to brighten up his life, and the other who claims to already be having a midriff crisis. Hmm.

And you thought I had problems. I worry.