A Post A Day

See? I promised at least one post a day and I've been doggedly sticking to my rather ambitious plan for almost . . . uh . . . has it already been four days? Wow! That dusty bottle of Le Creuzet-Pomfeld '02 will definitely have to be dug up from the lower layers of the archaeological dig at the Battle of the Somme so we can celebrate. Assuming some damn German shell didn't shatter it in 1915, that is.

Ulla of Vinmark

Today is a wonderful day, a marvellous day, a GLORIOUS day that celebrates the coming to power of Aungreb III in what was then Westphalia, back in October, 604 A.D. You'll remember him as the mighty warrior who smashed the tribes of Upper Galicia in 601 A.D. and whose son, Aungreb IV, almost destroyed Nebunaggarh II and his entire kingdom in the year 618 A.D. (The younger Aungreb was killed by a bout of food poisoning rumored to have been instigated by his personal physician, Maximilien the Righteous, bastard son of Ulla of Vinmark, who went on to become Nebunaggarh III's personal physician).

(No, the bastard son of Maximilien didn't become the personal physician to Nebunaggarh III, Maximilien himself did.)

Just wanted to set the record straight and in da groove.