Will: I’m off to Westward Ho! to see the stones.
Ben (SD – said with a veritable lack of enthusiasm): That sounds… exciting.
Will: It does? Good! Because I am excited by the thought.
Ben: I can’t quite see the attraction.
Will: Are you more of an Entomologist, Ben?
Ben: Beetles? I hardly think so.
Will: One or the other, Ben, one or the other.
Will: I sent Ben out, yesterday, in order to get me a new quill for my writings. I carefully wrote my requirement down on a scrap of parchment for him – he has the dull memory of a golden fish – and off he went. When he returneth, he had purchased for me, forsooth, a brand new, second-hand quilt – at a considerable cost – I asked Ben for an explanation. He said that, in the market, he had read my list – of 1 item – and thought that I had written ‘quilt’. He, is a dullard. And I suppose that I am now to be known as ‘Wilt’ Shakespeare.