Episode 4: The Spectre Verb paused near the vehicle as Proverb handed him the Spectre Spirit Level, which he pushed quickly into his plum jacket pocket. “A man’s spirit will endure sickness but a crushed spirit… who can bear?” “Yes, quite, Proverb… wait across the road, will you,” said Verb, and in seconds, the cab…

Episode 3: Proverb With the taxi beams penetrating the smoky alleyway with their electric white light, Verb flicked his fog guard gills open and turned to Simile. “Maleficent believes the headlamps to be a pair of spectres from the beyond, sent to guide us on our righteous path…” “I see that now, yes,” said Simile,…

Episode 2: The Black Cab “So where are we heading, Mr Simile? Disaster or ruin?” asked Verb, his footsteps echoing out of sync with his client’s as they descended the stairs to the lobby. “Mr Verb, you are like a ray of light on a foggy day,” chuckled Simile. “Your comedic repartee is more appropriate…

Episode 1: Simon Simile “Verb! Wake up will you! You have the work ethic of a sloth. Your client is here!” Verb flicked open an eye from beneath his bowler hat and grinned. “Just resting my weary peepers, Miss Metaphor, pray tell what does the weatherman bring us today?” he asked, adjusting his waistcoat and…