Wednesday, April 22, 2009

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years ago my granny telling me about Queen Amonia, well, I say queen, but she never was queen except for about three hours because of what I’m about to unfold, on account of them playing hide-and-seek at the wedding party and her hiding in a big heavy old chest in some attic and the lid slamming shut and no one finding her for seven months, by which time you could definitely say the wedding cake was getting a bit stale.”
Silence.
“Well, if you ain’t telling me, I can’t hang around all night,” said Nanny. “It’ll all be better in the morning, you’ll
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before your man. Recipe for a happy life, that is,” said Nanny, to the world in general. “Well, I’m going away now. Tell you what, I’ll come back early tomorrow, help you get ready, that sort of thing. How about it?”
Silence.see.”Silence.“Why don’t you have an early night?” said Nanny. “Our Shawn’ll do you a hot drink if you ring down. It’s a bit nippy out here, to tell you the truth. It’s amazing how these old stone places hang on to the chill.”Silence.“So I’ll be off then, shall I?” said Nanny, to the unyield-ing silence. “Not doing much good here, I can see that. Sure you don’t want to talk?”Silence.“Stand before your god, bow before your king, and kneel

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