For the past few weeks, we have been dishing up the dirt on each of the ten members of the Fellowship of the Snark. This week’s dish is the Beaver, the only Canadian member of the crew, the only female, and the only whiskey drinker …
A SNARKHUNTER'S PROFILE …
THE BEAVER
HOME : Pacing on the deck, making lace in the bow, anywhere but Mississauga.
AGE : 42, eh? Sexier in French, though … quarante-deux, euh?
PROFESSION : Hunting the Snark in a safely multicultural, environmentally-friendly and totally rapturous Canadian way whilst ensuring that there are no dismal surprises.
HOBBIES : Let’s see … chewing export-grade softwood lumber, lacing and pacing (see above), saving ‘em all from wreck, I dunno, sometimes I lose count.
LAST BOOK READ : The Hunting of the Snark, but all in pictures for kids who can't read good and wanna learn to do other stuff good too.
LAST ACCOMPLISHMENT : Procuring a second-hand dagger-proof coat and insuring my life in some office of note because a certain somebody won’t convey another certain somebody in a separate ship.
QUOTE : "I’ve learnt in ten minutes far more nonsense than all books would have taught me in seventy years".
PROFILE : Counts with her fingers, likes it all in a "popular style" … just your average girl-next-door thinking of nothing but Snark …
SCOTCH : Cutty Snark, what else? Cheers!
NB. The management wishes to apologize for the incorrect font on the illo. It should have been Scotch Bell but our flying-monkey-cum-ninja-typesetter was too lazy to load it.
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