My trouble is that I could never get the hag of this game. Some people seem to have a head for anagrams; not e. So my view that its tie is over should probably not be taken too much to hear.

Maybe one could fin a new application or the basic idea: 'Twas the nigh before Christmas, and all through the Ouse (fee fee to ignore this if it's a hit idea).

[rojo] Do you mean we adapt lies from sons? Or should we just use their tiles?

At Christmas time one should spare a thought for hoeless gardeners.

I was thinking one might progress through the hole pom by Clement Clarke Moore, lie by lie... (thus continuing Not a creature was sirring, not even a muse) and so on.

Sounds a goo idea... may I provide ink?

(Kim) . . . and navvies who can't even afford their own hovel.