`` Liar and a Dreamer''

I finished two weeks, of Teacher training, and had a mock lesson. I hope better for the 2nd lesson. A belated Mothers day greeting to my mother. Oh and to my Wife,  who is a mother.. I have done some revisions to  sleepingunderthecross My cousin had a baby so many happy returns to her. My brother is going to Dusseldorf for St Patrick's day. My big sister met Miranda Hart Its getting colder at night in Lima.

Prologue. It rained hard. The roof had been breached here and there. The Aldermen and Mayor of Bristol had made flowery speech after speech. Praising him, as a second Edward to hammer the Irish, rather than the scots. Calling for good weather and good fortune. Bishops, Parsons, and their fat and dull wives ate like tomorrow would be doomsday.  A fool tumbled. Another fool stumbled over the bagpipe while his fellow mishandled a lute His head still felt no better Tomorrow he would be in a leaky cabin, with half the company sea sick.  If he was really lucky he would drown, but no he would live and than  he would be chasing kernes, in the forests and across the bogs.  He was a Devereux, in him was the blood of Kings, True Kings but may as well have been in the gaol waiting the hangman.  Tomorrow Troy would fall, as the Gods willed but Virgil's hero  had loyal countrymen and friends by his side. Essex was   only by slander and whispers. Cut throats and knaves ate his meat and drank