For those of you who were panicking on my behalf, all is ok - I'm off to the Awards! Hooray! I may be going in a working capacity, but I'm going, so it still counts. I'm sure I'll be back on here to tell you all about it...
"Your native language is the language of Shakespeare and Milton and the Bible. Don't sit there crooning like a bilious pigeon. Look at her, a prisoner of the gutters, condemned by every syllable she utters. By right she should be taken out and hung, for the cold-blooded murder of the English tongue."
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