when we were young in the underwater terrapin school we used to read a lot of books by Hadley Levy, the Doyenne of kitchen management and interior design. Ced was very keen, which was odd, except if you know about Ced and anything to do with kitchen gear. Enobarbus got an 'A', but it was one of the ones written in his own handwriting that none of us set any store by. Heidi was offered a place at The London Met (upper campus) on the strength of her essay on 'Hadley Levy and the possibility of rebirth', which was very short but like a hot academic knife through butter. Unfortunately, she never got to take up the place. (Terrapin Zero episode, for those who may remember.) Anyway, it is quite strange that on a routine visit to Terrapin Zero's undeservedly luxurious cell the other day I found him to be deeply engaged with a work of philosophical literature by a certain Talcott Levy, and he said to me 'Haven't you even heard of him you are more stupid and ill-informed than i thought, and your mother.'- which is typical of him so i ignored it. As he rudely finished the book in my presence i was able to take it home to read myself, and it turns out it is THE Talcott Levy, who Hadley Levy used to bring into the kitchen in management classes, and use to decorate the sofas in interior design! The only thing is, it's a bit of a blow to Heidi's confidence (again), as she was due to bring out 'Might I Have A Word About Sunbathing' in 2 weeks' time, which by that time the whole world's going to realise there's no point in buying anything other than Talcott Levy's latest novel.
On another note, does anyone know what to have with fish?
Sunday, 20 March 2011
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