She's up to her plump arms in work in the kitchen, while patrons of her father's, like all good Englishmen, are yelling “What ho!” for booze in the coffee room outside.

*dies*

I didn't get why the joke about the dying grandmother was so funny either. I mean - O_o

(I keep thinking it's Jellybland. Was there a family of that name in a Dickens novel somewhere? Bleak House, maybe?)

I think you're thinking of Mrs. Jellyby and Caddy Jellyby.

The obsession with weather throughout the book had me highly amused but I understand it as I live in the desert!

Then Hempseed reverts back to the weather again, and Jellyband recovers to make a sally of his own. (Pun absolutely not intended. I actually didn't see that until days after I wrote it.)

Hehe...


As I would say on tumblr: ACCURATE!