Page 123 meme
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Grab the nearest book, open to page 123, find the fifth sentence. Then post the next three sentences. Then post a comment.
"Here much muttered conversation ensued, and the Mole only heard bits of it, such as - "Fresh mind! - no, a pound of that will do - see you get Buggin's, for I won't have any other - no, only the best - if you can't get it there, try somewhere else - yes, of course home-made, no tinned stuff - well then, do the best you can!" Finally there was a chink of coin passing from paw to paw, the field-mouse was provided with an ample basket for his purchases, and off he hurried, he and his lantern.
The rest of the field-mice, perched in a row on the settle, their small legs swinging, gave themselves up to enjoyment of the fire, and toasted their chilblains till they tingled; while the Mole, failing to draw them into easy conversation, plunged into family history and made each of them recite the names of his numerous brothers who were too young, it appeared, to go out a-carolling this year, but looked forward very shortly ro winning the parental consent."
Whew! Kenneth Grahame would have been brilliant at Cheddar Gorge. The number of times I thought those sentences must be drawing to a close...
Anyway, it's Wind In The Willows, near the end of the chapter I thought was called "Mole's Christmas", but is actually "Dulce Domum". It's on the computer table because I'm working on a sort of pastiche.
capri0mniGrab the nearest book, open to page 123, find the fifth sentence. Then post the next three sentences. Then post a comment.
"Here much muttered conversation ensued, and the Mole only heard bits of it, such as - "Fresh mind! - no, a pound of that will do - see you get Buggin's, for I won't have any other - no, only the best - if you can't get it there, try somewhere else - yes, of course home-made, no tinned stuff - well then, do the best you can!" Finally there was a chink of coin passing from paw to paw, the field-mouse was provided with an ample basket for his purchases, and off he hurried, he and his lantern.
The rest of the field-mice, perched in a row on the settle, their small legs swinging, gave themselves up to enjoyment of the fire, and toasted their chilblains till they tingled; while the Mole, failing to draw them into easy conversation, plunged into family history and made each of them recite the names of his numerous brothers who were too young, it appeared, to go out a-carolling this year, but looked forward very shortly ro winning the parental consent."
Whew! Kenneth Grahame would have been brilliant at Cheddar Gorge. The number of times I thought those sentences must be drawing to a close...
Anyway, it's Wind In The Willows, near the end of the chapter I thought was called "Mole's Christmas", but is actually "Dulce Domum". It's on the computer table because I'm working on a sort of pastiche.
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Date: 2008-05-03 11:04 pm (UTC)When you are dealin' with armed men, or peopke who 'employ' armed men, there is no time to wonder if you are dealing with the second son of a viscount or whatever. No."
A useful piece of advice as ever from the doyenne of good manners.
Nanny Ogg's Cookbook (as if you all couldn't recognise the genius that is Nanny ;-)