…about Helen growing vegetables with the boys. Unless she’s shredded and composted the little sods, she’s ‘growing vegetables: the boys’.
“If you say ‘Our perry is made from fresh-plucked pears only,’ then it’s got to be made from pears only, or the statement is actionable; if you just say it is made ‘from pears,’ without the ‘only,’ the betting is that it is probably made chiefly of pears; but if you say, ‘made with pears,’ you generally mean that you use a peck of pears to a ton of turnips, and the law cannot touch you–such are the niceties of our English tongue.”
Murder Must Advertise IIRC?
Thought that sounded familiar!
Whenever I read it, I wonder gently how easy it is to make a fizzy alcoholic drink from turnips.
Do not give That Sparrer ideas
Shouldn’t be too hard:
- Make turnip wine.
- As you bottle it, dump in extra yeast and sugar.
- Wait for the xplosion.
Generally about twenty minutes after imbibing
I hate it when we hear Ed thinking: it’s so very obviously painful for him.
Tonight’s Best Actor Award goes to…
The pig SFX
Yes, those were fine, weren’t they!
Emma continues with the grudging, the criticising, the catastrophising and the general Whinge.