A second, slightly less friendly reminder to tag your Hannibal.
Rewatching that sitcom with the cannibal and his unstable boyfriend and good god the sexual tension between Hannibal and Tobias is cataclysmic. Unf.
So I can totally just like get on a train and go to Glastonbury you know.
I should do that some time.
I like that we who speak English regularly have started leaving the ‘good’ off of ‘good morning’ because now we greet each other with the statement that yes, indeed, it is morning.
An American I know informed me the other day that the thing he finds oddest about Britain is that we use ‘Alright?’ as a greeting. And that ‘Well I’m not dead’ is an acceptable response to this.
My sister lives in Devon and informs me that native Devonshire folk can have entire conversations like this:
oh my god, my whole childhood in a post
The Tempest III.I