Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The Clan Dindon of Aquitaine
Here we are een our new 'ome, Rydychan, a comtée de comte Orwaine, to 'hom we owe vassalage. It eez a miserable country and rains all ze time. When it eez not raining it eez cloudy. And cold, oy, is it cold for most of ze year. In ze summer it is 'ot and 'umid. Disgusting! And the food! Zey eat bread and viande and nozing else! We should not complain, ma famile. We again have land and title and are second in station only to our gens Ganis, ze baron Sisbert. We guard ze eastern border, from a pitiful motte et baille fortess, with timber zo old it rots. One last thing. We try to teach le comte 'ow to pronounce le nom de ma famile. Dindon, I say. 'e say, Ding Dong. No, ma compt, it eez Dindon. And he say, again, Ding Dong.
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