I really do need to move out of my US neighborhood, but pulling up roots might leave some big holes in the English landmass and sink that big island into the sea. *sigh*

I had steak and kidney pudding for supper last night, with a delicious sauce made of ale.

"Stop messing about" he cried as Douglas Smith urged him to shut-up. His friend Noly Molestrangler Pia had grown tired of his chants yet still the audience cried:
"Ken - sing to Noly M. Pia"!

I have to scratch my chin every time I smile. It's terrible having a grin itch.

Eye of newt and toe of frog, wool of bat and tongue of dog. - since 1606 I have been perfecting my craft - I am indeed an old witch