People may not know about Gef, but I do.
He was born in New Delhi in 1852 to quite an affluent family, considering he was a Mongoose.
There are many stories about Gef that pre-date this blog, as I am only just writing this, so that makes sense.
Gef used to live in the walls of the Irvings house on the Isle of Man. The reason he lived in the walls has always been quite a contentious subject, but I have always believed it was because he was ridiculed for trying to wear really bright red trousers, and the Irvings just couldn't cope with it.
Many stories written about Gef confirmed that he hasn't been sighted for a very long time.
I can prove otherwise.
Yes fair enough he lost contact with a lot of people once MSN Messenger stopped, but who didn't?
Gef currently lives at RSPB Leighton Moss, and although he struggles with phone reception at some parts of the reserve, he will always answer once he is back in signal.
Gef is currently collecting charity donations for Christmas presents for Deaf Bullfinches.
But his advert for donations does say "Send me throw cushions and I will fucking cut your throat".
God bless Gef.
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