Alison

alisonCongratulations!!! You took on The Fear and you won! The early mornings, late nights and frantic caffeine powered proof reading are now but a distant memory. I’m soooo happy for you and I know you’re going to have mucho well deserved success, whatever you do and wherever you go (perhaps you could arrange to have the UN HQ moved to Brazil, no?)
very proud of you 🙂
love Alison x

Shakespeare

sp21sp29spactorsThe raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood,
Stop up th’access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
Th’ effect and it. Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murd’ring ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief. Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry ‘Hold, hold!’