We still don’t know why

18/11/2008 by April First.

A medical unit has arrived at school and every member of staff, and every child is being given the parasite tests. Those who have the parasite are being injected against it, and will have to be checked regularly.

Havoc Blythe oversaw the operation for a while, as befits a benign headteacher, and then suddenly appeared in the staff room in that way that he has always had.

“Imagine,” Janice said, “if the parasite got into the whole population. A complete country of risk-takers. What would it be like?”

“Italy,” said HB. We looked at him. “Have you never driven in Italy?”

“Or come to that, I suppose,” I said, with a sudden insight, “the banks of this country up to the start of the great crash. Lending money to everyone without any thought whether they could pay any of it back. That’s risk taking at the highest degree.”

“In that case,” said Janet, “we have to include the people who borrowed the money, plus a fair few people who drive in this country.”

“Which means,” said Havoc Blythe, “the parasite has probably got quite a hold anyway.”

“Which still doesn’t answer what they were doing here – why try and convert a regular ordinary school into a hot-bed of risk taking by giving everyone a parasite? I would like to have that explained!” I told the room at room. No one was able to offer me any insight – although I suspect as always that Havoc Blythe knows.

In the evening I got a call from Call, my MI5 contact. I have to admit in the past few days I had forgotten about that whole strange episode of being recruited by them. But they wanted to see me. And they wanted to see me at school. That was odd, because I thought it was all secret. But military intelligence is coming to see me tomorrow at work.

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