“A rough-coated, dough-faced, thoughtful ploughman strode through the streets of Scarborough; after falling into a slough, he coughed and hiccoughed”

This book caught my attention whilst I was roaming around the shop of HMV today. That was obviously after I enquire about the iSwap (which was the main target of course!). First thing that popped out of my mind is that since I’m living here in England, why not practice not only the british accent but the old-noble-english-way of speaking, innit? Perhaps I might just want to brush up my existing witty skills and get myself a terrible Epistaxis (nosebleed) at the same time. :p