"She emptied her mind, as if emptying a bottle, and waited for inspiration. Inspiration came, as warm as milk, and told her she had been born a Fairlie, that her husband had ill-used her, that her daughter had made a mésalliance, and possessed a heart as impenetrable as a nutmeg, whereas Bonnie’s heart was a big, floppy cushion in which her loved ones were forever sticking needles and pins" Yes and yes and yes.
Dickhead McHalitosis also worked for CBC. He returned a radio script of mine with a rejection note containing not one but several grammatical errors. In retrospect the play was probably shite but the grammatical errors were unforgivable like a phonecall from your husband’s ‘girlfriend’ while you’re trying to calm the squalling baby, clean up the dog puke on the carpet and make dinner.
Glory Be. He’s Back! 🙌
"She emptied her mind, as if emptying a bottle, and waited for inspiration. Inspiration came, as warm as milk, and told her she had been born a Fairlie, that her husband had ill-used her, that her daughter had made a mésalliance, and possessed a heart as impenetrable as a nutmeg, whereas Bonnie’s heart was a big, floppy cushion in which her loved ones were forever sticking needles and pins" Yes and yes and yes.
Dickhead McHalitosis also worked for CBC. He returned a radio script of mine with a rejection note containing not one but several grammatical errors. In retrospect the play was probably shite but the grammatical errors were unforgivable like a phonecall from your husband’s ‘girlfriend’ while you’re trying to calm the squalling baby, clean up the dog puke on the carpet and make dinner.
Phew! My treat is back.