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> Is the Rodent Dangermouse, by any chance? > > Candice More Dormouse than Dangermouse, alas. Perhaps even (re)Vole(ting). But, with thanks to those -- Barry, Roger, Peter, and now Candice -- who noted my return (though Roger may have noticed a more extended post about the same time on New Poetry) [and with less thanks to the person -- yes, you know who you are!-- who, backchannel, described my elegant extension of Mark's post, linking turtle pigeons to floating Dysons, as not simply folk etymology but as cod entomology. Hrumph!] ... However, to extend that "but" above, but. I've been slightly preoccupied with _A Blast For Blowens_, which is at long last beginning to be written (good -- from my point, at least), but (less good) now unnervingly stretches from the origins of cant in England in the 1530s to a series of historical novels, the last published just after the turn of the millennium, dealing with Sir John Fielding, blind magistrate of Bow Street and brother of the (in)famous novelist. Not to bore everyone (would I ever? especially as I've been warned not to), I won't even deploy the few tiny snippets of possibly original material that have turned up in the course of this. As, only last night, a few lines in Thomas Randolph's __Hey for Honesty, Down with Knavery_ (1650), or a singularly interesting short poem reported by Thomas Mount on the eve of his execution in Rhode Island in 1791, which indicates that American criminals in the late nineteenth century were aware of ballads being sung on the streets of London only ten years earlier. Unless, of course, I'm asked, pretty please. For now. Dun Rodenting > --- Dominic Fox <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > >> Best line in the film: >> >> "I...have HAD...ENOUGH of...you!" >> >> Dominic snip ......