Well it's that time of year when slight spasms of patriotism spring forth from the rusty breast:- April 23.
Hack, hoping for scoop in the village,
Overheard blacksmith tellin’ by forge,
Of a beast bent on rapin’ and pillage,
‘Yeah, he sorted that dragon, by George!’
So, ‘George Slays Dragon,’ read headlines,
Which couldn’t be further from t’ truth,
Our Cecil w...
Sunday 22nd April 2012 2:19 am