tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862867585493792315.post4984717025653722875..comments2023-06-14T09:57:00.519+00:00Comments on Through a glass, darkly: LeavingBrother Tobiashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14298549883526952305noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862867585493792315.post-9276584280989302882008-04-24T09:39:00.000+00:002008-04-24T09:39:00.000+00:00In answer to your question BT, my last words will ...In answer to your question BT, my last words will probably be.<BR/><BR/>'Don't forget to take my library books back'<BR/><BR/>as I imagine the fine for not returning them owing to a mere detail such as one's demise must be enormous...The Poet Laura-eatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779308486569849157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862867585493792315.post-30245808416401694882008-04-23T18:25:00.000+00:002008-04-23T18:25:00.000+00:00I suppose I ought to admit that I made up the tort...I suppose I ought to admit that I made up the tortoise-shell brushes and the Punches, and the hunting Alphabet. They belonged to a family WC of my childhood, in a much grander house than I'll ever own. The certificate and the soap were true though. Artistic licence.Brother Tobiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14298549883526952305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862867585493792315.post-20355692052028345542008-04-23T17:14:00.000+00:002008-04-23T17:14:00.000+00:00Oh GIM, every answer I think of sounds smuttier th...Oh GIM, every answer I think of sounds smuttier than the last. Can I get away with, 'No'?Brother Tobiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14298549883526952305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862867585493792315.post-23361504079661592742008-04-23T16:41:00.000+00:002008-04-23T16:41:00.000+00:00And, if you were a city council worker, perhaps an...And, if you were a city council worker, perhaps answer me this:<BR/><BR/>Is four inches too much?<BR/><BR/>xLaura Jane Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12483166722690608208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862867585493792315.post-68639796289247375262008-04-23T14:21:00.000+00:002008-04-23T14:21:00.000+00:00Quite right too. Any guesses as to what your last ...Quite right too. Any guesses as to what your last words might be, Laura? (I suspect mine might be, 'Could you put a bit more gin in this, please')Brother Tobiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14298549883526952305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862867585493792315.post-58401404958635720822008-04-23T11:00:00.000+00:002008-04-23T11:00:00.000+00:00Well they do say that no one ever breathes their l...Well they do say that no one ever breathes their last on their deathbed, uttering the immortal last words 'Ah, I wish I'd spent more time at work...'The Poet Laura-eatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779308486569849157noreply@blogger.com