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Quandary Resolution 8221
proditomania, croft, coruscate, brickbat, n.

Just after crossing the Bowden Burn by a little bridge, they heard a cheery voice call out to them: "why Theresa, Jasmine, surely not going to pass me by without a how-de-do?" and they turned to see the unmistakeable figure of the Very Reverend Angus MacAngus dressed incongruously as a rustic yeoman, complete with shepherd's crook and his trousers tied below each knee with nicky tams; the girls had no option but to express delight at this unexpected – indeed, unwanted – encounter: "you must come see my little croft," said the theologian, gesturing towards a picturesque cottage, complete with a pretty garden with a cow, a sheep and a goat grazing contentedly and hens pecking at the ground: "you do know," MacAngus stage-whispered as they entered the garden, "that I am no proditomaniac, but after the encounter the Professors Sir Clement Dane and I had with those two Russian Oilygarchs – or perhaps Mafiosovitch would be more accurate – I have been plagued by accusations, innuendos, brickbats, slander, libel, things you never read in the Bible, to the extent that my hair is falling out, look, see," and he showed them what at first glance might have been a monk's tonsure, but the exposed skin looked red, sore, itchy, inflamed, blistered, as if he had eczema, and he continued: "God knows I am not a vain person," which, in truth, was a barefaced lie, "but honestly, it saddens me to realise that the real world in which we live, far from academe, far from universities and cathedrals, is people by madding crowds of small-minded, pettifogging, uxurious, egregious, purveyors of lies and defamation, and if I could only lay my hands on one of them I'd tie him in a sack and throw him in the burn like an unwanted kitten, truly I would, I would indeed!" and he sat down heavily on the varnished wooden bench which stood below a bow window, coruscating in the midday sun, and wept into a large red and white spotted handkerchief.

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