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Wednesday, October 15, 2008

The navvies drink their ale up

Work procedes apace for the celebration of he who has by now become "Ederic Poof!"

"I don't know why we're bothering," complains Bronwyn, "he was a drunkard and a womaniser."

"Someone for the locals to aspire to," remarks Noreen.


Can Bass 1 said...

This dialect stuff is right up the clergy's street, you know. They think it provides them with the common touch, I suppose.

The Topiary Cow said...

Cow aspires to that too.


Kevin Musgrove said...

cb1: My word yes. And it's another bit of the arcana of life they can be doggedly pedantic about, especially now none of them have the Latin.

Ms. Cow: Take the word of One Who Knows, he was no good at chocolate cake.