John Constable Salisbury Cathedral

John Constable Salisbury CathedralJohn Constable Salisbury Cathedral from the MeadowsJohn Constable Hadleigh Castle
Most of the ceiling fell in.
After several minutes and a certain amount of struggle Mrs Cake managed to get her head free.
‘Ludmilla!’
There were ‘Now then, you know you always crushes teacups when it’s your Time.’
‘I’m getting better at it, ‘ said Ludmilla.
‘There’s a good girl, but I’ll do it myself, thanks all the same.’soft footsteps in the passageway and then something come in from the back yard. It was clearly, even attractively female, in general shape, and wore a perfectly ordinary dress. It was also apparently suffering from a case of superfluous hair that not all the delicate pink razors in the world could erase. Also, teeth and fingernails were being worn long this season. You expected the whole thing to growl, but it spoke in a pleasant and definitely human voice.‘Mother?’‘Oi’m under ‘ere.’The fearsome Ludmilla lifted up a huge joist and tossed it lightly aside.’What happened? Didn’t you have your premonition switched on?’ ‘Oi turned it off to speak to the baker. Cor, that gave me a turn.’‘I’ll make you a cup of tea, shall I?’