Good morrow, gentle Geoff.
Art thou perchance down in Canterbury with someone knowledgeable in copyright law – a man of law perhaps, or maybe a summoner? Alas, copyright did not exist in my day, as thou well knowest, and even if it had, it would have run out centuries ago. Otherwise I would probably now be the richest man in the world! Instead I am reduced to wasting my time writing dreary doggerel and awful advertising jingles about calendars, rather than composing timeless sonnets about love, beauty, and mortality. Still, it’s a living, methinks, and perhaps I will get a free calendar out of it – it’s not a bad calendar as calendars go, and if I get a free one I may be able to flog it off and buy a new set of quills and ink.
yours immortally,
William