The Nicholas Higgins Library at the University of Milton North

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I wasn't talking to you Sir Blakeney

Gadzooks! Just who were you addressing then, MrsPLN?

My head is reeling. I'll have to and have a little lie down. My lord, I don't suppose you'd like to join me? You are looking a little dark around the eyes yourself. Or is that your guyliner?

Mrs PLN???

On second thoughts you better whip out your big sword and seperate Sir Percy and MrsLNP before they fight a duel.

Excuse me, MrsPNL

I think Mr Lovelace may have put something untoward in your egg nog Sir Percy...

Who was the PLF, then?

Mr Thornton, you mentioned Arkwright's latest invention a whlie back. Any time I hear about that I automatically think of these two sketches from Blackadder...

I can't find the next one on YouTube but here is the text:

E: I have found you a bride. Her name is Amy, daughter of the noted
industrialist, Mr Hardwood.

PR: Oh dammit Blackadder, you know I loathe industrialists. Sad,
balding, little proles in their "damn your eyes" whiskers. All puffed
up just because they know where to put the legs on a a pair of
trousers.

E: Eh, believe me, these people are the future. This man probably owns
half of Lancashire. His family's got more mills than, than you've got
brain cells.
PR: How many mills?
E: Seven sir.

PR: Quite a lot of mills then.
E: Yes. He has patented a machine called "The Ravelling Nancy".
PR: Mmm, what does it do?
E: It ravels cotton sir.
PR: What for?
E: That I cannot say sir. I am one of these people who are quite happy
to wear cotton, but have no idea how it works.

Chapter Eight

Nick eyed the machine with a weary sigh. It had to be done but he was not looking forward to it. He checked the time and came to the conslusion that by now another whisky would be of little consequence. Pouring a large measure into his glass, he slowly pulled out a DVD case bearing the words ?Robin Hood ? Season 2?...

And now I need to be off for a bit to see the New Year in with DH.

Will pop in and out via mobile but you'll probably have to wait until tomorrow for the next installment!!!

I always wear linen...

Now, now, ladies. Let us have peace and tranquility in the Academy. One thing I have learnt from my dear friend Nicholas Higgins and the unfortunate incident of the riot is that violence is never the answer, so would you gentlemen kindly stop brandishing your swords? Otherwise, the soldiers - led by that fine Mr Porter - can be here in ten minutes.

Now, would anyone care for another glass of this rather fine wine Chateau Gizzy?

Oh Spooky and now it's PMSL!

Oldies but goodies, eh?

Odds fish!

I have got to get out of these clothes!

Heck, I spent so long trying to find those Blackadder quotes, that I missed all the fun!

Yaaaay, Lucas has arrived at the Faculty party! Love how MrsClaus watches S7, 8 and 9, LOL!!

Mr Lovelace, don't suppose you have room for a 3rd on the terrace, do you?

Are they all ging to be in their towels on the strole of midnight, then? That's what I call letting the New Yesr in.

LucasNorthCanSpookMe - How kind of you to find references to Mr Arkwright and his inventions.

But, madam, now I see you are throwing yourself at that villain Lovelace. Consider that kiss retracted, you wanton.

Night night, MrsLNP - see you next year :)

That's better...

See you later, Mrs LNP, have fun and thanks so much for the stories. I see you have saved the best for last, btw. And S2. A good choice. Isn't it, Sweetcakes?

Mr Thornton, I do humbly beg your pardon. I was under the impression that you only had eyes for Missy. Please forgive me, kind sir.

Welcome back to mayhem, Oyster!