a suspicion of a smile

Hence with thy brew’d inchantments, foul deceiver […]

Member: You are pettyfogging now.

On the evidence of this lysergic dish – blobs and pools of strident oddness, especially the mozzarella-topped gelée that tastes like the stuff left at the bottom of olive tins topped with organic foaming facewash – [David] Shrigley's better off sticking to the art.