And so, after a bit of an absence, we see how Cassandra is feeling these days: not so great! Easy to see why, I’d say, not that such an observation comforts anybody, so why bring it up, I don’t know it’s just the first thing that came to mind thank you very much and how are we all doing this evening yes I’ll just have the fish please.
I think perhaps that the ruins at Troy as depicted in this comic are entirely too tidy and could use a lot more rubble scattered about. C’est la vie! Or, as the French say: mangez un œuf, mon petit chapeau, tandis que je chante la chanson des tempêtes. Croissant.