Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
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Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Plotting the conquest of all I survey
Standing on the Hill of Tarvit, looking down on the unsuspecting town of Cupar.
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I think you would make a very GOOD dictator, Hilary. Not a nice one, but I feel sure you would be good at it.
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