I reckon responsible behavior is something to get when you grow older. Like varicose veins.

Granny knew all about bad fortune-telling. It was harder than the real thing. You needed a good imagination.

She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.

Bringing about Armageddon can be dangerous. Do not attempt it in your own home.

I express preference for a chronological sequence of events which precludes a violence.

Granny Weatherwaz was a witch. That was quite acceptable in the Ramtops, and no one had a bad word to say about witches. At least, not if he wanted to wake up in the morning the same shape as he went to bed.

(About a cookbook...) - What about this one? Maids of Honor? - Weeelll, they starts OUT as Maids of Honor...but they ends up Tarts.