“Never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.”
Okay, so maybe that was actually Sir Winston Churchill.
Whatev. Tomato tomato, potato potato, Churchill Zadge.
The Zadge, even before she became a British Aristocrat last Friday during Denver’s snowstorm and Downton Abbey extravaganza, liked this quote quite a lot — oh, Carson, do bring a spot of tea — and all that it represented, except that she is alarmingly impatient and doesn’t like the extra “u” in the British spelling of “honor”, so she usually just ends up shouting, in a nebulous Mid-Atlantic U.S. non-accent, Never, Never, Never Give Up.
She fancies it a very fine mantra for her life.
And so apparently does this little black and white scamp:
That is what Sir Winston and Lady Zadge were talking about!
And yes, she promises to lose her newly acquired aristocratic airs and get back to dropping the F bomb next week.