Pod To Pluto

Life continues under the blanket of boredom for Jemima, as she endures her long dull journey through deep space on her way to Pluto to go turn off a lightbulb. Yet strangely, she currently seems to be feeling even more exhausted than normal. Could it be that a diet of processed spam, tinned wine and full fat cheese has started to make her feel unwell? Or perhaps her constant shortness of breath might have something to do with all the oxygen around her having a rather strange blue tint.

Air shouldn’t look blue; should it?

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Things get pretty lonely when you’re two hundred thousand miles away from home. Especially when you’re spending the first of half a decade’s worth of ‘Christmas Eves’ alone with just your sarcastic shipboard AI for company (and a lot of desiccated coconut) So Jemima thinks that maybe explaining the Nativity to Pod will help it understand the holiday a little bit more. She was wrong. Very wrong…

It’s somehow always night-time in deep space, which means there is an awful lot of spare time for Jemima to think about odd random ‘stuff’ whilst trapped alone in the dark empty void. Especially her ‘very long’ distance relationship with her boyfriend Graham. So in this emotional season final of ‘Pod To Pluto’, she tries to contact him and get things nicely sorted out once and for all.

Who knows, he might even pop the big question to her!

In deep space; every day feels like a Tuesday for Jemima. That’s because Tuesdays; in all their wretched banal glory, always feel like the most awful of days. So perhaps Jemima should just lie back and talk to somebody about these deep-seated feelings? Would that help? Maybe the lights can be dimmed and some relaxing soft music played? She can start to relax and breathe deeply. Yes, this is much better; she’s starting to enjoy this now…

And that’s when Pod starts talking about sex with her mother...

Jemima thinks that Mars is just a barren, dull, lifeless hole. With the only people living there being lonely singing space miners. She says it’s just like a historical Welsh theme park; but with love spoons instead of rollercoasters. Pod is still going to dig a little deeper though, as he loves folk traditions and really wants to hear those funny little miners singing their songs!

Yet, Jemima can’t shake the feeling that she’ll end up eating cheese on toast with a stick of leek in her hair... or worse!