Answers to Quizzes


The ramblers set out on a fresh Spring morning. William enthusiastically, but Ellen rather reluctantly. “I do love wandering about like this”, he said encouragingly. “Me for a nap on a rug by the fire out of all draughts, rather than the great outdoors with chilly wind whistling round!” replied Ellen.

They had not gone far before she was complaining. “My feet are killing me, they feel squashed in these shoes and my toes are curling up. I suppose I should really take a size larger than fives“.

Eights are nearer the mark!” teased William. This ungallant remark stung Ellen and she went running down the lane at a speed beyond William’s capabilities and she soon left him far behind. “It takes a lot to make me mad”, thought William, “but when she’s in one of her moods, I see red!”

Soon they came to a small river. They sat down to puzzle a way across. Suddenly Ellen’s patience gave out and with a long jump she was over on the opposite bank before Bill could stop her. He was not an athletic sort of chap and did not fancy hurling himself over. It was quite a problem how to get Bill across. Eventually he completed a rather haphazard crossing by means of the little bridge just spanning the water.

From the valley they climbed up onto one of two nearby hills which overlooked a village. “I’m famished”, moaned Ellen.

“Stay here and I’ll see what I can get in the village”, her friend promised. He returned with some cheese and tomato sandwiches in a paper bag. He shook the bag open and immediately Ellen was diving her hand in and out at a prodigious rate.

She as a roul ette daintily, but now hunger possessed her. Bill watched her hand dart swiftly to and fro. His concern increased as the number of sandwiches decreased, but she did not pause until only one remained. “I won’t

take the last one”, she said archly, “I don’t want to risk being an old maid!” This broad hint on a subject she so often spoke rbout, did nothing to make Bill happier.

“Look at the lovely chesstnut trees”, he said hurriedly, “and listen to the music of the starlings’ song and the merry chirping of the crickets”.

“Of course. Singing is as natural to them as moaning is to you!” said William.

“Oh Bill”, said Ellen softly, “must we always be fighting and wrangling? Can’t we be friends and finish the walk amicably?



1.  1-g, 2-j, 3-a, 4-c, 5-l, 6-b, 7-f, 8-i, 9-e, 10-k, 11-d, 12-h

2.  a)  David  b) George

3.  a) India  b) Poland   c) Norway

4.  a) Augustine  b) Michael  c) Calixtus   d) George   e)Stephen



1. A stitch in time saves nine.

2. Toomany cooks spoil the broth.

3. All that glitters is not gold.

4. Beauty is only skin deep.

5. Rome wasn't built in a day.

6. You can't teach an old dog new tricks.

7. Practice what you preach.

8. Better late than never.

9. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

10. A fool and his money is soon parted.



Martin looked smart in his Dove coloured suit as he rang the bell at Nightingale hall, the home of his girl  friend Jenny Wren. The door was ajar and Martin heard the gardener John Jay talking to Mavis, the maid,  saying "Don't be such a baby Bunting,  I only did it for a Lark."  Jackdaw the butler, showed Martin indoors where he found poor Jenny Wren suffering from Thrush and Wryneck. She felt cold and miserable so Martin drew the Eider over her and turned on the radio from which came strains of the Nutcracker suite. Wagtail, the dog, was lying there;  he was black with a Whitethroat and Goldeneye. A brother brought in her supper of Blackbird  and Pigeon  pie.  "Don't be Crossbill" she said,  "I'm afraid I cannot Swallow it, give it to Robin".  Later, Martin called her a little Goose, for when he was about to kiss her goodbye, she Tern-ed away knowing he Woodpecker and so he left having a little Grouse to himself.



  1. Rose
  2. Mint
  3. Weeds
  4. Love-in-the-mist
  5. Tulips
  6. Sage
  7. Lupin
  8. Artichoke
  9. Box
  10. Savoy
  11. Beech
  12. Periwinkle
  13. Rambler
  14. Wallflower
  15. Thyme
  16. Briar
  17. Canterbury Bells
  18. Stock