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It's noty perhaps commonly known that Madame Nina has responsibility for the whole of the London weather systems now. She and Mordant were magickal meteorological partners in crime, sharing an office and cauldron in north London for some years, until Mordant was called to greater things (witness the current Spanish drought after she spirited all the rain away to the Danube plain).
So, your feigned concern is all very well, Wincey Willis, but could you throw a few Noses of Turks and Tartars' lips in the cauldron and arrange a heatwave for the Bank Holiday weekend please. |
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