If you speak English, and even if you don’t, this is deeply surreal. It is difficult to imagine a Bond villain acquiring an atomic bomb in broadest Estuary, but times have changed.
I don’t know how easy it is to do this kind of thing on stage, although it has obviously been done in real life. I had originally considered using a vaguely Edwardian toy lamb on wheels, but a poodle (or a ferret) sounds more interesting. I guess it depends on the poodle; I guess also…
I struggle terribly with English, so I feel particular sympathy for the people who wrote, “But never before have we experienced as creative a phase in language as we are now in our age of modern media”, even if they are the authors of the Cambridge Grammar.
There’s a ways and means discussion over at MemeFirst. If Spain hadn’t more or less abandoned its space programme–mentioned in the Voz de Galicia edition plugging Franco’s hon doc–we’d have been able to sell Chávez stuff like this. Not.
I didn’t know I even had Premium Bonds, but apparently I’ve just won £50 on Ernie, or Electronic Random Number Indicator Equipment for long. Meanwhile Buddha has run away with £500,000. It’s that destiny thing, dammit.