Slow potatoes bubbling up, knocked loudly at the saucepan-lid to be let out and peeled. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-07T17:49:07+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Food| Read More
The door of Scrooge’s counting-house was open that he might keep his eye upon his clerk, who in a dismal little cell beyond, a sort of tank, was copying letters. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-08T22:49:43+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Mean, Miserly| Read More
Compounded some hot mixture in a jug with gin and lemons, and stirred it round and round and put it on the hob to simmer. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-10T19:35:46+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Alcohol, Christmas, Drink, Food, Gin| Read More
The clerk in the Tank involuntarily applauded. Becoming immediately sensible of the impropriety, he poked the fire, and extinguished the last frail spark for ever. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-08T20:19:30+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Miserly| Read More
I’ll give you Mr. Scrooge, the Founder of the Feast! The Circumlocution Office2023-01-04T23:03:06+00:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Generosity, Kindness| Read More
Pudding, like a speckled cannon-ball, so hard and firm, blazing in half of half-a-quartern of ignited brandy, and bedight with Christmas holly stuck into the top. The Circumlocution Office2023-01-04T23:02:13+00:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Christmas, Food| Read More
Scrooge had a very small fire, but the clerk’s fire was so very much smaller that it looked like one coal. The Circumlocution Office2023-01-08T21:49:38+00:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Fire, Miserly| Read More
At Bob Cratchit’s elbow stood the family display of glass. Two tumblers, and a custard-cup without a handle. The Circumlocution Office2023-01-05T15:56:40+00:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Poverty| Read More
