MOI?
"Me? Why me of all people. Why do i have to leave my house to go on a picnic. The last time i did such a thing my children were toddlers. My husband was smitten with me and the Hollows was as green and eco friendly as God's Paradise. So why now. Why this. Do you owe me a favour i do not know about."
"And bring no book, for this one day We’ll give to idleness." He said.
And i muttered is he some kind of poet nut or some such sort?
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