My eldest son made me almost cry last night, but the tears were those of laughter. We were talking on the phone of family matters, of people and of happenings. He then announced that ‘The Hound of the Baskervilles’ was in good health, which is when I started laughing. The ‘Hound’ is pictured below. The only possibility of damage to life and limb from this particularly fierce creature would probably be being licked into a coma.
Fire, Pillage & Plague 