In post
13, I showed you Tim’s photographs of Victor, the Plastic Snowman, and I told
you how we were going to e-mail a different picture to our friend Mike every
week, from an anonymous e-mail address, because we are hilarious bastards.
So,
every Monday at 3pm, we sent a photo of Victor the Plastic Snowman straight
into Mike’s Inbox from our custom-built email address (riddlemethis3003@i’mstillnotreallygoingtopublishithere.com).
As you
will no doubt have already gathered, this was brilliant.
I
pictured him sitting there every Monday afternoon, probably eating Coco Pops,
staring at his laptop, and wondering why he was getting pictures sent to him of
a snowman visiting Glasgow’s tourist attractions. How long would it be before it
chipped away at his sanity and he started to pin each week’s photo to a wall, staring
at it for hours on end, trying to work out the Case of the Plastic Snowman?
