May you not know fear Nor taint your heart to outweigh The truthful feather

‘How on earth do you know?’   ‘I don’t know.’   ‘You mean it’s a hunch.’   ‘A kind of inner sense. Hunch sounds…uncouth.’   ‘Oh come on. Are you letting intrusive thoughts in again?’   (Mumbles) ‘Ablist trash.’   ‘What?’   ‘Potash. I need to get some more potash.’   ‘What?’   ‘The roses. They can’t live on banana skins alone.’   ‘Are you all right?’   ‘Anyway I’m sure of it. He’s bullshitting.’   ‘Hmm. And how does your inner sense come up with this?’   ‘The notebook he lent

‘I am fucking interesting!’ she yelled.   ‘I meant, perhaps you could adjust the topic of conversation to the audience.’   ‘It’s their business if they can’t keep up. Lazy fuckers.’   ‘Yes but they’re only in Year 3.’   ‘No time like the present to get educated. Best thing for them.’   ‘Anyway, the course co-ordinator suggested you might like to take a refresher course on child-centred learning techniques.’   ‘A what?’   ‘You know, just to make sure it’s uppermost in your co