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Issue 39

Bone on Bone, Book Remainder Sales, Good Causes, Jacob's Ladder, Mary Bennet, Our Australian Flag, th, Winter Harvest all get Emily Bronto's applause

In this issue Bikwil features Bone on Bone, Book Remainder Sales, Good Causes, Jacob's Ladder, Mary Bennet, Our Australian Flag, th, Winter Harvest

 

 

Contents of Issue 39 (September 2003)
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Rags to Riches. Not. — Tony Rogers
A few lessons learnt from Bikwil.
Our Australian Flag — Eileen Marshall
Flagpoles and mental health.
Winter Harvest — Bet Briggs
" . . . to savour winter's flowering . . ."
A Word in Your Pink Shell-like — Harlish Goop
"This time it's a consonant which sometimes causes problems for learners that I'd like to look at — though, as you’ll see, the trouble it causes for the foreign student is by no means the only noteworthy thing about it.  Actually, it's a pair of consonants we're dealing with here: both are written th, but the sound is slightly different in each."
Here's another English sound that sometimes causes problems.
Jacob's Ladder — Michael Buhagiar
A poet in the library.
Bone on Bone — Tony Rogers
"As I've mentioned, the physio-hydro roster varies from one day to the next. I have reluctantly come to believe that this is no accident, nor, despite appearances, ungrounded in reason, but a carefully planned tactic mounted against boredom and complacency. You can deduce this from the hospital brochure, which quite openly warns that prospective visitors should always ring the patient the night before, in case they arrive when you're exercising."
Part 2: our editor finally stops talking about his operations.
Mary Bennet — Jennifer Paynter
"Everyone at Netherfield, even Mrs Allardyce, now seemed especially anxious to reassure me that I was welcome: I was not to consider myself a visitor, I was part of the family. Nonna immediately set about teaching me Italian, in which I made such rapid progress that my grasp of the language soon rivalled that of Elizabeth — much to her annoyance. But when Mr Coates tried to teach me to ride, the outcome was rather less happy. I simply could not conquer my fear of horses, their snorting and eye-rolling and unpredictable tricks, although for George's sake I persevered with lessons for several weeks."
Part 11 of our serialised novella.
Web Line — Tony Rogers
Quintessential Quirky Quotes
Comic and Classic, from Everywhere and Everywhen
From the Back Verandah — Fizzgig
The sorrows and joys of book remainder sales.

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