What a wealth of eloquent erudition throngs the burrow! [which, by the way, as we’re sure we don’t need to tell lavenderblue, was originally conceived in the image of Mole’s ‘dulce domum’ on the river bank, before it became transmogrified into an XVIII coaching inn on the Yorkshire Wolds – wherein lies the charm of the internet in making such pantomime tricks feasible.]
Several familiar old friends, and some intriguing new ones to add to the ever-lengthening reading lists of anticant, ben and the beadle. The Snug looks like becoming a literary salon of rare merit. Our only difficulty was to decide who’s list outshone the others? We found this impossible to decide, so the beadle consulted his old friend the Dodo.
As previously recounted by Lewis Carroll, “this question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of thought, and it sat for a long time with one finger pressed upon its forehead (the position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him), while the rest waited in silence. At last the Dodo said, `EVERYBODY has won, and all must have prizes.' "
Ben is happy to dispense free drinks for all in the Snug throughout today.