I Have Been Unusually Blessed

Geography Is The Subject Which Holds The Key To Our Future

First Shalt Thou Take Out The Holy Pin. Then Shalt Thou Count To Three, No More-no Less. Three Shall Be The Number Thou Shalt Count, And The Number Of The Counting Shall Be Three. Four Shalt Thou Not Count, Neither Count Thou Two, Excepting That Thou Then Proceed To Three. Five Is Right Out. Once The Number Three, Being The Third Number, Be Reached, Then Lobbest Thou Thy Holy Hand Grenade Of Antioch Towards Thy Foe, Who, Being Naughty In My Sight, Shall Snuff It.

The Need To Eat, Sleep And Dry Out Plays Havoc With Your Sense Of Wonder.

People Are Still Crazy About Python After Twenty-five Years, Which I Find Hard To Believe.

All I Ask Of Food Is That It Doesn't Harm Me.