From the home at 384 Belsize Drive that brought us Creepy Peter Pencil Eater we have another Halloween lawn decoration morality tale. Last year, we were all warned not to chew our pencils or we would end like Creepy Peter, dead of lead poisoning. Actually, the story was more elegantly told than that. See it here. This year, we have the frightening tale of Mary Cartwright. Who is she? Ask not for whom the bell tolls, friend. She could be you. Brrr. An otherwise lovely person right here on Belsize Drive who misjudged in the most fatal way how to deal with her fatigue. Read on below. Or visit 384 Belsize where this story, posted like a medieval warning to wicked doers, may set you back on the right track.
On October 31, 1951, stylish Mary Cartwright stepped out to take “the baby” for a stroll. A wicked storm was brewing, but Mary paid it no mind, as she barely noticed anything anymore having become bored with her housewife life…but fate had already played it’s card …as Mary opened her mouth wide to let out an exhaustive YAWN, a blackbird darted straight to the back of mouth piercing her pharynx…killing her instantly. Every October 31, if you listen carefully, you can hear the muffled scream of Mary Cartwright and the squeaking of the pram wheels as it rolls down Belsize Drive and stops at Bayview Avenue…and to think all this could have been avoided if she had simply covered her mouth when she yawned.