Thursday, July 26, 2007

The Case of the Missing Bronte

I was talking with a friend of mine (while sitting, watching the sunset at the beach, no less) and our conversation leaned towards our respective schoolings. She had recently completed a course with one of her favorite teachers, an offensive, rude British man. 'Come on, you little shits,' was his favorite phrase. But at the same time, he was her favorite teacher. "After all," she said, "Everything is better when it is said in a British accent."

Yep. It is. So before you read The Case of the Missing Bronte, practice spelling your favourite words properly and sip a hot toddy with a chum. You won't regret it.

I'll write more once I've actually finished the book. For the moment, cheers!

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