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There was no mention of their precise terroir.
Overwhelmed by demand from the local bullshit artistesMy favourite was on the rubbish compactor at 175 Bishopsgate which prohibited the dumping of palettes.
I suspect that was a wise swerve Druin.A hotel in Zanzibar had seagull in mayonnaise on its menu. I knew I didn't want it, what I failed to appreciate was that I'd spend the rest of my life wondering.
If it were a Broadstairs one it would be a platter for 8.Were they chip fed or reared in captivity with an artificial diet?
Just remember, the swans are reserved for the dons…
And the cygnets?Just remember, the swans are reserved for the dons…
I was taught Latin at Manchester Grammar School by Robin Griffin who wrote the original Cambridge Latin course and who died just last year. He was a lovely man and a fine teacher; I always looked forward to his lessons and finding out what Caecilius and Quintus were up to.Apropos of which this appeared on the CLC blog today (a new set of adventures for Grumio and friends has just been devised):
“The strength of the Cambridge Latin Course has always been its stories. Far more than just vehicles for language learning, they are key to the success of the Course. In the early days of the pilot teachers reported soaring motivation in Latin lessons. Students could not wait for the next instalment of the narrative, which appeared in little orange pamphlets. In fact, Pat Story, Director at the Project from 1987 to 1996, has often spoken of the soap-like appeal of the stories.”