CASTOR AND POLLUX

December 26, 2010



hi concept


The King of England painfully climbed the two hundred and eight steps which led to Merlyn's tower room, and knocked on the door. The magician was inside, with Archimedes sitting on the back of his chair, busily trying to find the square root of minus one. He had forgotten how to do it.
"Merlyn," said the King, panting, "I want to talk to you."
He closed the book with a bang, leaped to his feet, seized his wand of lignum vitae, and rushed at Arthur as if he were trying to shoo away a stray chicken.
"Go away!" he shouted. "What are you doing here? What do you mean by it? Aren't you the King of England? Go away and send for me! Get out of my room! I never heard of such a thing! Go away at once and send for me!"
"But I am here."
"No, you're not," retorted the old man resourcefully. And he pushed the King out of the door, slamming it in his face.
"Well!" said Arthur, and he went off sadly down the two hundred and eight stairs.




MOST WONDERFULLEST

December 17, 2010


Ambition, n. An overmastering desire to be vilified by enemies while living and made ridiculous by friends when dead.
- AMBROSE




- I know it rained, you know it rained! -


THE CHA CHA IS NO MORE RIDICULOUS THAN LIFE ITSELF

December 14, 2010



statuesque cheeses

- Neal's Yard Dairy, Borough Market -

- I have something to say about the difference between American and European cities but I've forgotten what it is.
I have it written down at home though. -

ONE SUAVE FUCKER

December 10, 2010




- See that clock on the wall? In five minutes you are not going to believe what I've told you. -



I CANNOT COMMAND WINDS AND WEATHER

December 4, 2010



cold nelson


"If I were to be made a knight," said the Wart, staring dreamily into the fire, "I should insist on doing my vigil by myself, as Hob does with his hawks, and I should pray to God to let me encounter all the evil in the world in my own person, so that if I conquered there would be none left, and if I were defeated, I would be the one to suffer for it."
"That would be extremeley presumptuous of you," said Merlyn, "and you would be conquered, and you would suffer for it."
"I shouldn't mind."
"Wouldn't you? Wait till it happens and see."
"Why do people not think, when they are grown up, as I do when I am young?"
"Oh dear," said Merlyn. "You are making me feel confused. Suppose you wait till you are grown up and know the reason?"
"I don't think that is an answer at all," replied the Wart, justly.
Merlyn wrung his hands.
"Well, anyway," he said, "suppose they did not let you stand against all the evil in the world?"
"I could ask," said the Wart.
"You could ask," repeated Merlyn.
He thrust the end of his beard into his mouth, stared tragically at the fire, and began to munch it fiercely.




FROMAGE!

December 3, 2010

- La Fromagerie -

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Glorious.

Thank you to the monger who accidentally gave me the selles sur cher instead of piave. The taste more than made up for the looks from people on the tube wondering if I had mouldering gyms socks and/or a travel compost bin tucked in my bag.