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Getting lost in that hopeless little screen.

No, sorry, completely boggled by the notion of the International Bog Snorkelling Championship, am half-convinced that the story's crap but you know how that goes and I need to write a script. But, serious, bog snorkelling. Snorkelling in a bog. Dirty, sloppy, and I need to write something about that. Suggests some kind of sexual fetishism as well, but sex is a gimmick and the whole idea is just so - captivating. What mad swampy things do they discover down there in the bogs? What inappropriate crawling tingle works its way through their slogged limbs while they're under?

Comments (2)

RJ:

Hmm.. bogs have lots of things within them. Quite a few prehistoric bodies have been pulled from bogs, the damp preserves the flesh, hair and clothing of the individual. Those found often had their throats cut or have been garotted, suggesting they were either criminals or involved in some religious cult practise.

The ancient Celts believed that bogs, marshes and springs were gateways to the "Other world" and had a habit of throwing offerings to the gods into them; gold, swords, jewellery etc.

ben:

Or, perhaps, they were assassinated in the dead of night amidst some boggy region. Wild. Thanks for the data, RJ.

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