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An arty day out – part two…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s dictionary words are: interpilaster, interosseous, internecine, interrex, interlard, intercolline, and cladode. Please have these words looked up and placed in suitable sentences ready for Professor Mouldie first thing after breakfast tomorrow morning. Should the professor … Continue reading

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Excuse me, is this the old folks’ table?…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s quotation is from Flann O’Brien’s novel, The Third Policeman, written in the late 1930s, but not published until the 1960s: ‘What is your pronoun?’ he inquired. ‘I have no pronoun,’ I answered, hoping I knew … Continue reading

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