In which I explain briefly that I read and enjoyed a Wodehouse novel; the reader somehow derives a little second-hand enjoyment from the fact of that.
I just received a call from an unknown person asking if I was the land surveyor. If I recall correctly, this is roughly the premise of Kafka's The Castle.
AD 30 / John T. Baptist Editor’s Note Things have not been easy for Australian Christians this year. As the postal survey on same-sex marriage looms ever closer, some otherwise conservative Christians are seriously considering voting Yes, while many others have uneasy feelings about imposing an explicitly Biblical concept of marriage on those who have… Continue reading John T. Baptist: ‘I’m a Prophet of God, and I Intend to Vote Yes to Herod and Herodias’s Marriage’
We are now discovering (with this very post) how Micro.blog interacts with my new WordPress blog. What a time to be alive!
'Pardon me, m'lord,' said Beach. 'A Mr Wapshott is on the telephone, desirous of speaking to you. He implied that the matter was of importance–' Lord Vosper came out of his trance. 'Wapshott?' 'Yes, m'lord. He stated that he represented the firm of Wapshott, Wapshott, Wapshott and Wapshott.' 'Reminds me,' said Gally, who never let… Continue reading Shapiro, Shapiro, Shapiro and Shapiro
You cannot drink only the water in the right-hand side of the glass.