"y'all ready for this?"

"Fee, fi, fo, fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman! Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread!"

Nah, not really, but you know. . . .

So like She has finally finished her 'new' book of annotated fairy tales and, unsurpringly, found the "outrageous" if not downright "slanderous" and utterly "preposterous" (in case you're wondering, yeah, She ACTUALLY talks like that - sad I know - ) tale of an English Lad being ignorant enough to be deceived by an illiterate 'butcher' inconceivable!!

Inconceivable!!!

Naturally, the triumphant ending for "our" little Jack was more to Her liking. . . . After the giant fell to his death, Jack and his mother grew very rich and lived happily ever after.

All after 'appropriating' the giant's golden harp and other possessions which his poor wife will have to do without, now that she's on the dole and Cameron is still in office!

"Rule Britannia"

The photo and it's tenuous connection to the journal entry, is definitely "tenuous", but hey . . .