Occasionally He Would Very Nearly Swear.

Granny Weatherwaz Was A Witch. That Was Quite Acceptable In The Ramtops, And No One Had A Bad Word To Say About Witches. At Least, Not If He Wanted To Wake Up In The Morning The Same Shape As He Went To Bed.

Granny Sighed. "you Have Learned Something," She Said, And Thought It Safe To Insert A Touch Of Sternness Into Her Voice. "they Say A Little Knowledge Is A Dangerous Thing, But It Is Not One Half So Bad As A Lot Of Ignorance.

Shoes, Men, Coffins; Never Accept The First One You See.

I Wouldn't Trust You With A Bucket Of Water If My Knickers Were On Fire!

Questions Don't Have To Make Sense, Vincent," Said Miss Susan. "but Answers Do.