"Shall you and I go to the front of the ship and watch the moonlight on the water?" said Tom forwardly
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When I was young, our Uncle Ebenezer went on and on about roofing, such as Roman pantiles, thatch, slates and shingles, etc. But it all went over my head.
āTempt me with a Chinese dumpling and Iāll do anythingā, said Tim wantonly.
Sometimes in summer, perhaps under a bedside lamp, your attention might have been captured by a tiny flying insect, drifting mazily in the light. This was probably a fairyfly. These little insects are a millimetre or less long, and one species at just 0.15 millimetre is the smallest known flying insect. It's probably impossible for an insect to be any smaller and still fit in the means of metabolism, flight and reproduction. There is an irreducible minimum size needed to achieve all these things.
But perhaps it might be possible to make an artificial drone that was smaller. I'm not sure. Drones don't need to reproduce, currently anyway, so a saving there. But then to be useful a drone must send back some information, so that might tip things back the other way.
Swing low, sweet carry-out.
In the early 19th century plant biologists were often deadly rivals. Frequently an affair of honour was settled, especially where flowers were concerned, by pistils at dawn.
āThat'sĀ a plainā, saidĀ Tom flatly.
āSo you've noticed there's a drought, said Tom dryly.
Thereās a storm muttering
on the far side ofĀ
Beyond
All my plants are dying
Please water them
Thunderstorm
Shepherdās tight.
In our town Aunt Ethel was a fortune teller for dogs. Every year, at the annual fete, she set up her tent. Dogs of all sizes were walked in, to have their fortunes told from their footprints, a bit like palmistry with people.
All went smoothly for years and years, until one day the owner of a Chihuahua sued and won. Seems Ethel hadn't read the small print carefully enough.
Q. What herb makes jokes at the last minute?
A. Jesting thyme.
Tom Swifty is now a star, in Chris Maslankaās puzzles in the Saturday Guardian. Well done Tom, good man you are!
Here's todayās (20 July 2019) Tom Swifty puzzle.
āThat's a herbā, said Tom ā (6).
Hereās one I came up with
āIām sorry I planted that herb, itās completely taken over a Parisian streetā, said Tom ā (8).
I just hate it when people say I canāt take criticism.
Q. What would you call a hybrid between a Wolverine and a Tasmanian Devil?
A. Ā A cross breed.
Q. Why did the chicken turn over the flashcard?
Red roses
Your thorns are so sharp.
Are you feasting on my blood?
See you around
A gang of wheat rustlers were caught on camera. Although the images were very grainy.
āI say, I say, I say. Iāve set up a company offering pleasure flights.ā
āHow's business?ā
āUp and down.ā
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