By Charlotte MacLeod
Unique book: 1985
Chasing a vile English plant, Professor Peter Shandy and his buddies move on a such a lot odd tripThe significant hogweed, a creeping threat identified for crushing the lifestyles out of any plant silly sufficient to get in its method, has positioned the hedgerows and pastures of the English nation-state in jeopardy. Fishermen locate their streams clogged, younger fans are stuck with rashes in embarrassing areas, and the English nudist colony has been all yet exterminated. purely Peter Shandy, the famed horticulturalist liable for the world’s most interesting rutabaga, can store the day. but if Shandy and his colleagues got down to locate hogweed samples, they stumble into an surprisingly mystical adventure. Quite unintentionally, Shandy journeys via a publican’s portal, and reveals himself talking with an enormous. Trapped in a land of castles, wizards, and knights, Shandy needs to use each scrap of his horticultural genius to come back home—lest the hogweed triumph in his absence.
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You probably did. Now inform me extra approximately Ffyffnyr. Has he any distinguishing beneficial properties? that's to say,” Shandy amplified when you consider that Torchyld regarded wondered at his collection of phrases, “is he by any means various from different griffins? other than being outdated and fats, that's? ” “He weareth a collar of purest gold, richly engraven and set approximately with blazing gem stones. ” “Excellent. anything? ” “He be pink. ” “Redder than such a lot griffins, you suggest? ” “Redder than any griffin except he. I wot no longer what colour ye griffins be whence ye cometh, druid, yet round right here they be regularly brownish yellow with eco-friendly and crimson streaks. occasionally locate we a griffin that be all eco-friendly or all pink or type of plaid, yet no guy ne but no maid hath ever earlier than nor considering the fact that came upon a pink one. That be why Sfynwair ye Compassionate stored Ffyff in ye first position. Ffyff waxeth a bit grey round ye muzzle now, yet nonetheless gleameth he as purple as ye lips of my beauteous Syglinde. ” “You’re not likely to cry from now on, I hope,” Shandy pleaded. “Try to maintain your brain at the griffin. while did you discover out he was once long past? ” “When ye guards got here to grab me. ” “They seized you? Off the battlements, you suggest? ” “Nay, druid, I stated no longer they seized me. I stated they got here to. I tied them jointly in pairs through ye hairs of ye heads, and dangled them over ye parapet till they replaced their minds and permit me stroll down on my own. So I went into ye nice corridor and located Great-uncle Sfyn waxing wrother than ever i've got obvious him wax earlier than. All my aunts and uncles have been status round giving me soiled appears, and Dwydd was once hopping and cackling and pointing her finger at me, in response to ordinary courtroom technique for evil hags. Dwydd wotteth her task, I’ll say that for her. So then everyone began hueing and crying approximately what had I performed with Ffyffnyr. Then i noticed Syglinde wasn’t there. ” “Because no one was once getting beaned with a trencher, i assume? ” “In sooth. So I gan yelling what ye hell have been all of them yelling approximately and what had they performed with Syglinde? So Uncle Edmyr acknowledged by no means brain Syglinde, the place used to be Ffyffnyr? So I requested him how used to be I imagined to wot? ” “A average query. ” “So then Dwydd hopped and cackled a few extra, and ye gist of her cackling was once that I had lively Ffyffnyr away through ye related mystical energy I used to kill ye wyvern. That be loads of dragon feathers and that i advised them so. yet they believed me no longer. ” “Why, do you consider? ” “Because Uncle Edmyr and Uncle Edwy and ye leisure be ashamed for that they themselves fared now not forth to slay ye wyvern, and ye girls are ashamed in their males for being a host of llwfryns yet dare now not say so. Gin they could all idiot themselves into believing I, a trifling great-nephew of the king, played that amazing deed of valor by means of a cantrip spell rather than with a upset sword and—” “Two stale biscuits,” acknowledged Shandy. “A sensible commentary, Sir Torchyld. So that’s their tale and you’re caught with it. ” “True, O druid. Great-uncle Sfyn commanded me to look ye global over if desire be, until eventually i locate Ffyffnyr, or ne’er back will I include my darling Syglinde.