I know I use the word Dickensian quite a bit so I will not say it again. You can think it if you like, that is your own business. This is the town of Bruton, an ancient place often flooded by the evil River Brue, in the county of Somerset, England. The fourteenth century Church of St. Mary is seen in the background. Bruton is just south of Snakelake Hill, a name I find funny because I am far too easily amused. But that is better than being a termagant, isn’t it? I do so love that word. A termagant is a virago, as in a shrew. A harpy, a vixen, a hell-cat, a battleaxe, a grumbler, a heckler, a fault-finder, a she-wolf, and a screechy old hag.