My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. (Because I'm sure he never gets tired of being associated with that line.)
I feel a premonition coming on. We must wait and see what London had in store for me...
Is an Hannah in the hand worth two in the bush?
You're offering me whole wheat bread and/or real cocoa? My my my! I shall return my broccoli to the shelf, as I clearly have all the nutrients I need right here.
Duck! Duck-turkey crossbreed, even, as this fellow seems to be equipped with the red wattle that turkeys have. (Goes equally well with cranberry sauce and an a l'orange glaze... I jest, beloved vegetarian and vegan friends!)
Hannah. Writer, editor, firm believer in socks, gin, laughter, buttered toast, cheesecake, and semicolons. Currently back in Canberra after two years living in Canada; heart tingling to see what happens next.