Corvus Coronoides

An unexpected offer. Which interrupted me listening to the cricket. A castle on
a hill. Built of grim stones. With a sterile white hospital interior. Then useless
facts about how many previous rain delays there'd historically been in Sydney.
Me picturing the castle's resident unkindness of Australian ravens. Corvus
Coronoides.

I told her to contact me if she ever wanted to sell her car. I need a black car like
that. Not need, but it would be handy. Black. I want Lebanon Hanover to visit
my castle. They can play in the amputation theatre. When my diabetes gets bad.
Maybe Lebanon Hanover are opportunistic feeders like Corvus Coronoides are.
I'll take that into consideration before any hosting opportunity presents itself.