tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7356986194763389623.post5112653363006713529..comments2023-07-18T14:29:55.718+01:00Comments on 100 Words: bovateChrissy Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02858668844078199573noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7356986194763389623.post-44977042324680035752010-02-08T21:18:18.217+00:002010-02-08T21:18:18.217+00:00If I had prizes to give out then you would most ce...If I had prizes to give out then you would most certainly have to get one. (Note to self: get prizes.)Chrissy Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02858668844078199573noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7356986194763389623.post-33274020366001768732010-02-08T20:49:18.633+00:002010-02-08T20:49:18.633+00:00I was actually confronted by a bovate on my way ho...I was actually confronted by a bovate on my way home the other day. They were in full stampede, and almost trampled me. I was only saved when I held out my hands in defence, exposing my chiragra - a condition the oxgang has come to revere as a sign of the sacred one. I am their goddess, apparently. They now carry me around on a sedan and fan me with palm fronds. (And to think I had cursed my chiragra!) Thus, it is my decree that bovate remain part of our lexicon.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com