Mr Penry can be pedantic at times. This comes of his having had a far superior education to mine, and also, I suspect, due to the fact that he smokes a pipe. Whereas I tend to talk for Wales (something you can check for yourself if you make it to the Wales Witchfest), he can punctuate his thoughts and comments with long, thoughtful puffs on his pipe.

This can make conversation a tad onesided, especially if he's sitting there smoking a pipeful of his favourite tobacco (something dark and evil smelling...)

So there I was this morning at breakfast, yacking on about the supernatural (meaning, of course, things such as ghosts, magic and all the other odds and sods that come under this title) when he suddenly said, 'You can't really believe in the supernatural.'
This brought me up pretty damn quick. 'Of course I do.'
'No,' he said, 'Think about it. If you believe in something, then you believe that it exists. Something supernatural is outside reality, and therefore nothing that exists can be supernatural. It's a contradiction in terms.'

And all before breakfast! It reminds me of the time one of my daughters and I worked out why evil exists while doing the washing up one New Year's Eve.....

He's a thoughtful man, is Mr Penry....