Happy Birthday, Bill.
I was never as enthusiastic about Shakespeare as one is supposed to be. I was made to study him at school like most people. We did Merchant of Venice and I thought it a poor show how Shylock was treated.
“Lean, rent and beggared by the strumpet wind.” Says Gratiano.
The English teacher asked me “What’s a strumpet?” I thought it would serve me best if I feigned not to know. My fellow pupils sniggered as adolescent boys would but the English master was impressed by my ignorance.
Who said and to whom and in what circumstances “All that glisters is not gold?” This was a question in the exam. I passed, of course, everyone knows that one.
I have just had a photograph printed of my wife and two of her friends. I said it reminded me of Macbeth. I don’t think I will get any supper this evening. When the hurlyburly’s done, When the battle’s lost and won. I think I lost that one!