To the moot last night (I'm the one in the hat). Sir Terence Pratchett writes that witches like to meet to make sure they're not 'cackling'. It would surely take a witch to recognise true cackling for what it is, but anyway a roaringly good moot happened. I do like it when the conversation starts off with double meanings and goes on until we suddenly find we've been locked in & nobody's noticed. The landlord wished us a 'happy Christmas, or whatever you have.'
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