Chapter 6: When Mary met the Chihuahua’s Twin Brother Ernest Renshaw
The twins, who I liked to call The Lemmings, were born in Leamington, and baptised at Saint Mary’s Church. It was for me, a religious experience, a sign from the Sun at the centre of our solar system, that their baptism had somehow been choreographed by a superior entity, to make it as clear as possible to me that Saint Mary’s Church, had been used as a symbol to communicate as clearly as possible, that I must share my curvature with both twins, at the same time, in my 82 Church Road bed chamber, after their 1882 Wimbledon Championship finals. William was the winner on court but Ernest was the very clear winner of my own personal championship, the Lady Mary Championships.
During my Lady Mary Championship marathon session, I had a vision, a vision set 100 years into the future, depicting the Pope stepping onto British soil, which would make it the first Pope in 450 years to do so.
The energised sexual duality of the twins had stamped a hard psychic imprint onto my higher brain functions, which I had only ever previously seen present inside the head of Wimbledon Champion Mentalist Patrick Frank Hadow.