Sir James and Mary forever

... comment from blogger Pro. Batty, below ... (who is taking part in dance of the world-wide human consciousness as “a collection of atoms, molecules, proteins and spinning in a mad frenzy”, and posts well written comments on invisible things on his blog-site) ... suggesting an affair between these two. Perhaps better if Bond is now Sir James in his seventies, no children but a nice collection of guns he likes to show to his friends while Mary Poppins cooks dinner. She would wear a skirt because he likes her that way and has told her, or ordered her (like his father used to order his mother), to wear it when they have visitors, similar skirt to the one she was wearing when they first met and when she tried to kill him with a screwdriver in the boot of a space missile over North Korea, but they fell in love. She is always compliant, never complains and instead he lets her drive the Austin and she goes on her own for a nice little drive once in awhile laughing to meet her lover who’s name is Sorry and works at the pipeline factory and is considering to divorce his young pregnant wife for Mary Poppins laughing in an Austin and driving at speed in the skirt she wears when she is in the killer mood ... stories like that make any real man soft inside.