The back route I favor involves a long stretch on Highway 74 and brings me close enough to Lumberton for a barbeque detour. That was my target today. Being already in Lumberton, it only made sense to score some “que.”

If Siamese in the employ of British subjects offend against the laws of their country,

The heat from the tarmac refracted the light and disturbed the vision of the children as they persisted in their game of kerby.

That nothynge had / There of theyr awne / Neyther gelt nor pawne.