{"id":205,"date":"2004-07-31T13:18:00","date_gmt":"2004-07-31T13:18:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2005-11-02T12:24:30","modified_gmt":"2005-11-02T11:24:30","slug":"205","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/205\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>From <a href=\"http:\/\/www.alleged.org.uk\/jrd\/\">Ms Jeremy Dennis<\/a> comes this frame for &lt;a href=&quot;http:\/\/www.caption.org\/caption-cgi\/hello.cgi\/phoenix\/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;a collaborative Internet comic strip&lt;\/a&gt;, featuring a character based upon myself. I am addressing a troubled Red Riding Hood. Or rather, her alternative world cousin, Big Green Riding Hood. <\/p>\n<p>&lt;img src=&quot;http:\/\/www.fosca.com\/starfishsolution1.gif&quot;&gt;<\/p>\n<p>It suggests an excellent first line to a story. <\/p>\n<p>&lt;i&gt;&quot;Hullo, Miss Hood&quot;, said the blond man walking a giant harlequin shrimp. &quot;I understand you have a starfish problem.&quot;&lt;\/i&gt;<\/p>\n<p>I&apos;m reminded of that wonderful first line from Ms Macaulay&apos;s The Towers Of Trebizond:<\/p>\n<p>&lt;i&gt;&quot;Take my camel, dear,&quot; said my aunt Dot, as she climbed down from this animal on her return from High Mass.&lt;\/i&gt;<\/p>\n<p>This ranks as my joint favourite opening to a novel. The other is from Mr Lewis&apos;s The Voyage Of The Dawn Treader:<\/p>\n<p>&lt;i&gt;There was once a boy named Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.&lt;\/i&gt;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From Ms Jeremy Dennis comes this frame for &lt;a href=&quot;http:\/\/www.caption.org\/caption-cgi\/hello.cgi\/phoenix\/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;a collaborative Internet comic strip&lt;\/a&gt;, featuring a character based upon myself. I am addressing a troubled Red Riding Hood. Or rather, her alternative world cousin, Big Green Riding Hood. &lt;img src=&quot;http:\/\/www.fosca.com\/starfishsolution1.gif&quot;&gt; It suggests an excellent first line to a story. &lt;i&gt;&quot;Hullo, Miss Hood&quot;, said the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-205","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/205","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=205"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/205\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=205"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=205"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=205"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}