"Look at him. He's just jam-filled with mischief."
"I will admit that I am a Lord of Misrule."
"You don't have to be quite so gleeful about it."
"I am happy in my work."
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Knowing one's place
I bounce back into the library, full of joie de vivre and somebody else's lousy powdered milk tea. Bronwyn and Noreen are not impressed.
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Dear Mr Musgrave, What a perfect example of the sort of hail-fellow-well-met exchange that we are so used to here in the Thames Valley. It is exactly the sort of unchallenging intercourse that I find so rarely these days. I salute you, Mrs Pouncer
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