She's up to her plump arms in work in the kitchen, while patrons of her father's, like all good Englishmen, are yelling “What ho!” for booze in the coffee room outside.
*dies*
I didn't get why the joke about the dying grandmother was so funny either. I mean - O_o
(I keep thinking it's Jellybland. Was there a family of that name in a Dickens novel somewhere? Bleak House, maybe?)
I think you're thinking of Mrs. Jellyby and Caddy Jellyby.
The obsession with weather throughout the book had me highly amused but I understand it as I live in the desert!
Then Hempseed reverts back to the weather again, and Jellyband recovers to make a sally of his own. (Pun absolutely not intended. I actually didn't see that until days after I wrote it.)
I've got a ton written up (I've even done at least part of the next book). It's just a matter of digging them up again and posting them. (I wrote them two, maybe three years ago? HOW HAS THAT MUCH TIME PASSED?!)
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*dies*
I didn't get why the joke about the dying grandmother was so funny either. I mean - O_o
(I keep thinking it's Jellybland. Was there a family of that name in a Dickens novel somewhere? Bleak House, maybe?)
I think you're thinking of Mrs. Jellyby and Caddy Jellyby.
The obsession with weather throughout the book had me highly amused but I understand it as I live in the desert!
Then Hempseed reverts back to the weather again, and Jellyband recovers to make a sally of his own. (Pun absolutely not intended. I actually didn't see that until days after I wrote it.)
Hehe...
As I would say on tumblr: ACCURATE!
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