Messrs. Toogood and Son’s Bronze Championship Medal for best dodded sheep of any pure breed.

a vain thought […] is such a fleeting and volitary thing […]

And to be honest, in the illustration Mr Tumnus does look as camp as fuck with his little scarf tied jauntily around his neck. I suppose it isn't outside the realms of possibility that he'd just been off cottaging with some centaurs in the forest. God.

But three boards cannot be “egg-crated” together without cutting some conductors, thereby necessitating pigtail or wire bond connections.