Thank you, thank you, Mr Bradlaugh. Now, Mr Bysshe.
THE DWARF REFILLS HER GLASS
OLD LADY (cont'd)
is going to read one of his latest psalms, entitled 'Ode to a crab'.
Well, it's not about crabs actually, it's called 'Ozymandias'.
It's not an ode.
I met a traveller in an antique land
Who said 'Six vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert
And on the pedestal these words appear
My name is Ozymandias, King of Ants
(OOHS FROM HIS AUDIENCE)
Look on my feelers, termites, and despair
I am the biggest ant you'll ever see
The ants of old weren't half as bold and big
And fierce as me'.
An abbreviated update from my hotel room in Austin, Texas.
Six weeks in, and hoping that we’re about half way done. Expecting electrical inspection to happen this week, and it sounds like once that’s in place, a lot of other things can start to happen in fairly rapid sequence.