Old-Fashioned Fruitcake
In my efforts to create a historical novel which will not cause informed readers to recoil in educated disgust, I have been looking into a number of different things. Most recently:
the death of the Romanovs (with a suspiciously heavy 17 lb. cushion)
naphthalene
Raffles (the gentleman thief, not the hotel)
Black Ascot
Pekinese (crossed with a poodle = a peekapoo)
IQ (disturbing eugenic history there)
and rubber ducks.
Not the book by P. G. Wodehouse (nor Sir Raymond Bastable, nor Cosmo Wisdom, if it comes to that), as delicious and mildly intoxicating as that book is.
Instead, I would like you to apply your minds to the following conundrum: what are the ingredients of the cocktail known as a Port Flip?Continue & Comment
Did you know that from 1904, drivers in the UK had to get a license to drive legally – but they didn’t have to pass any kind of test to get that license for another thirty years?
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