Samuel Coleridge got Xanadu when he dreamt a poem. I got this:
This is an orange
In a white cardy,
Eating eel pie
And feeling mardy.
Go figure. (Found image here.)
Though actually the muffling of a perfectly round, freshly scented fruit in a white wool fash-catastrophe would make anyone feel mardy. I sense I am dreaming I just need to let me be...
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This came up as a google alert because my surname is cardy. I enjoyed it anyway.
Lovely picture.
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