"The clock talked loud. I threw it away, it scared me what it talked."
Lo and behold, the Provincial Trading Co now offers fetching wall clocks; it’s about time!
Castor Pucke trundled out of the house as he always had, waving goodbye to his wife, Beatrice, and took off to spend a day felling trees. Today, while standing over a fallen log and shouting “Timber!”, he wondered how much longer he could hide the secret from his wife that he’d lost his teeth.
Fungoil, the miracle cure-all tailored by the Fae themselves.
Another week at school had passed, and Edmund’s gentle patience was once again rewarded—it was “Fish-stick Friday” at the cafeteria, and for a brief happy moment, all was right with the world.
Lost keys turn to little wind-chimes,
ballpoint pens become their flutes,
Lost gloves find new lives as sweaters,
Lose some thimbles? Now they’re boots!
So if anything goes missing,
From your home, yard, or caboose,
Know the Scallywags have found it,
And have put it to good use!
Oh, the Scallywags are sneaky, When it comes to things they need, But they only take these items, For good use; not out of greed. So the left socks that go missing, From the wash (as is the norm), Are re-knit for toques and mittens, To keep these guys nice and warm.
Eau Revoir, the popular beverage at wakes in rural Quebec!
Every friday night, Agnes Gosford drew the drapes closed and cooked an entire pot of stuffing for herself. Secret shame, greatest joy, best savoured in silence.
TELEPA-THÉ, Professor Marasmius’ world famous tea!
Inheritance Powder tote that’s sturdy enough to lug around storybooks, design magazines and whatever else you might fancy to carry along with you when on the go.