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Bogies.

The smell was getting more and more intense. Apart from the bad smell, ones nose was irritated and started to run as if one had a bad cold. I Looked everywhere in the house but neither upstairs nor downstairs was any thing to be found that might be the cause of the smell. What is more it seemed to be getting worse by the hour. I have opened all of the doors and windows but the smell persists. I went for a long walk to clear my head. The clean fresh air was wonderful and cleared my nose. Here outdoors the air was fresh with the smells of flowers.

This I thought to myself is silly there must be something causing my house to smell so badly. I slowly made my way home and as I entered the back door there was no smell at all to be smelt just the ordinary smell of polish and soaps that I use to clean the house. This is indeed a mystery. I went once again all over the house looking and smelling for something bad. There was nothing behind the cupboards, nothing under the stairs, in fact nothing out of the ordinary in the whole house.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully and I went back to my normal routine. I made my dinner looking carefully in the larder and the refrigerator to see if something or another had gone bad. There was nothing in the house to cause a bad smell. I even went to my toilets and made sure they were extra clean by disinfecting them. I usually disinfect the toilets twice a week but could find nothing out of the ordinary.

The day went round as it always does, I made and eat my tea and for supper I had a cup of cocoa and after washing the dishes I went up to my bed. The next morning I awoke to an even worse smell. I got out of my bed and threw the windows open wide. All of the upstairs windows and doors I opened, then I went down stairs and opened all the downstairs windows and doors. I then pulled on my jacket and went down into town to have some breakfast at a small cafe. I could not stay and eat in the smell in my own house.

I went back home after eating a meal in another restaurant, I was not very hungry but it was now midday and I had to eat something. When I arrived back home, all was well there was nothing to be smelt except for the polish and soaps and disinfectant that I use. I decided to go to Her Majesty Queen Feeana and get her advice. My house as I have told you in one of my previous stories is protected by magic against attack from Wizards and Witches. It was time I thought to see what Her Majesty could do in the way of help; I could not get up everyday and have to escape the smells not in my own house.

Going into the woods I asked an Owl to take a message to Her Majesty for me. He was to say it was urgent. I did not want to wake up to another smelly house it was terrible. Her Majesty came in her usual way, a blue flash, a puff of smoke and she stood before me in all of her loveliness. “ You are terribly worried about something,” were her first words. I told Her Majesty about the terrible smells coming from my house in the morning when I awoke from my sleep.

Her Majesty Queen Feeana looked in her famous magic mirror but there was nothing to be seen. No Witches, No Wizards, no one. “This is strange,” said Her Majesty. There is only one thing to do and that is for me to stay the night at your house and see for myself what is the cause of the smells. Taking my hand we both landed in my back kitchen. Her Majesty smelled and sniffed the air but there was nothing but the ordinary smells of a house that is lived in.

I made tea and a small meal and we went into the parlour to eat. After all I could not expect Her Majesty to eat in my kitchen, clean as it always is. After our meal I washed the dishes and put them away and Her Majesty and I made ourselves comfortable in the parlour. It was exactly four o’clock when I smelt the first smells coming. Her Majesty was wide-awake and had too noticed the smells and that something was not in order.

Taking out her Magic Wand Her Majesty spoke a few words in the Fairy language and then they appeared. About a hundred small beings that her Majesty said were Bogies appeared they were in every room and each had a small pot that was steaming over and from the pots came the smells. Another wave of the wand and all of the bogies stood still. The pots they were carrying stopped steaming and the smells quickly vanished. One of the Bogies Her Majesty released from his spell and he quickly told us this story.

An Author that too wrote about Fairies was jealous of my abilities to write down that which I saw and lived through. He had for years kept Bogies more or less as slaves and he made them do all kinds of things against anyone that he did not like. Her Majesty then freed all of the Bogies and told them to go and find themselves a new home. Nothing would happen to them. Soon all of the Bogies had disappeared and the Author that is jealous of my Fairy stories now has writers block and cannot write a thing and will not be able to until a whole year has gone past.

My house is now once again liveable and what is more I have Bogie protection. One of the Bogies has come to live in my house and appears and disappears whenever he feels like it. What is more the Bogie likes cleaning and now my house is extra clean and tidy. No bad smells for over a year now so all is well in the house of Shaw.