Friday, 15 June 2012


As part of his campaign for alphabet reform, Shaw concocted the following wonderful sentence:

Chang at leisure was superior to Lynch in his rouge, munching a lozenge at the burial of Merrion Square of Hyperion the Alien who valued his billiards so highly.

But, of course, this strikes me as a splendid opportunity.  I undertake to write a short story, taking this as its first line.  Mouth-watering prospect.

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