Worcestershire

Number four is W-O-R-C-E-S-T-E-R-S-H-I-R-E, and it's a sauce.

It's also a place, I believe, in England, but it's Worcestershire.

Yes, or Worcestershire.

Well, let's

see.

Some people think Worcester.

Worcestershire.

I got it right.

He had a most pleasant and lively wit, drank freely and excelled in all the companionable qualities of the camp which made him popular with his fellow officers.

After the battle of Worcester he was particularly active in managing the concealment and escape of the unfortunate prince.

Disguised with his hawk, he attended him from place to place, assisted in procuring a vessel, and embarked with him for France.

He continued during all his peregrinations attached to his court, and had considerable influence in his councils.

He was entered to the free school at Burford, where he made extraordinary proficiency both in Greek and Latin, especially the latter, which he acquired to such perfection that he retained through life a peculiar relish for the authors in that language, particularly those who flourished during the Augustan era of Roman literature.

Here also those shining talents began to develop themselves which afterwards blazed out with such wild and irregular, though short-lived, brilliancy.

In his twelfth year he was entered a nobleman at Wadham College, Oxford, under the care of Mr. Phineas Berry and Dr. Blandford, afterwards Bishop of Worcester, and in 1661 he was, with some others of high rank and literary celebrity, made Master of Arts in Convocation, quote, at which time, says Wood, he and none else was admitted very affectionately into the fraternity by a kiss on the left cheek from Lord Clarendon, the Chancellor of the University, who then sat in the supreme chair to honour that assembly, end quote.

Besides his classical attainments he acquired a reputation for wit, eloquence, and poetry, which he had studied to great perfection.

Preface.

By Shakespeare Land, as used in these pages, Stratford-on-Avon and the country within a radius of from twelve to twenty miles are meant, comprising parts of Warwickshire and Gloucestershire and some portions of Worcestershire, which are mentioned by Shakespeare or must have been familiar to him.

So many thousands annually visit Stratford-on-Avon that the town and in some lesser degree the surrounding country are thought to be hackneyed and spoilt for the more intellectual and leisured visitor.

But that is very far from being the case.

She lived probably in a cell or anchoress's hold built on to the church and commanding a view of the altar, and must have had a singularly poor time of it in all those eleven years.

No trace remains of her uncomfortable and singularly dull habitation.

This misguided lady was by birth a Besford of Besford in Worcestershire, and her coat of arms, displayed separately and also impaled with that of her husband, has six golden pears on a red ground, by way of a painfully far-fetched pun on Besford.

Not even the most desolating punster of our own time could or would torture Besford into Pearsford, but our remote ancestors were capable of the greatest enormities in this way.

Everyone had a really good time last year, so we're very excited about that.

We've got the pitch event again with the funding from the Worcestershire Film Office.

So you pitch a film in three minutes to a judging panel and they pick the winner and you get the funding to film in Worcestershire, which is really cool.

Just before that, we've got the film from last year that won a screening at the festival.

So you can kind of see, get a taste for what you can do with the funding, which is cool.

Full account of the life, intrigues, and crimes, and et cetera, of George Caudell, who was executed at Stafford for the murder of Elizabeth Price, his mistress.

George Caudell was a native of the town of Bloomsgrove in Worcestershire, at which place he was articled to an apothecary with whom he served his time and then repaired to London, where he walked to several of the hospitals to give him an insight into the art of surgery.

Having obtained a tolerable proficiency therein, he retired from London and went to Worcester, where he lived with Mr. Randall, a capital surgeon of that city.

And in this situation, he was equally admired for the depth of his abilities and the amiableness of his temper.

He left this on Friday and they're six games up on the next wildcard spot.

Also, say what's... say Worcester right Henry you grew up in a Red Sox household don't order me around Sam I'll say Worcester is how I want to say Worcester or maybe I should say Worcestershire is that how you say that sauce I don't know it's spicy another thing I'd like to hear a short segment on some takes you have for the offseason and free agency well I will get to that eventually, Sam, and I do have plans for offseason and free agency takes because there's plenty of names this offseason.

The problem is we may not get an offseason because I believe the shutdown, if there's no... acting agreement would be the day after the season is over.

And I don't believe that anybody can sign until December.

Local man Ted Sharpsbin has recently taken Hollywood by storm.

Mel's Diner in Hollywood, Worcestershire to be exact.

Ted entered the belly-busting brekkie competition and beat the previous champion's time by 14.7 seconds.

The competition requires participants to eat five fried eggs, five sausages, 10 rashers of bacon, six tomatoes, 12 hash browns, five black puddings, seven pieces of toast, four portions of beans and four portions of mushrooms, all within a time of 30 minutes.