Cuttle

It has been supposed, and not without a considerable degree of probability, that the celebrated plain, but wholesome dish, the black broth of Sparta, was no other than a kind of Cuttle-fish soup, in which the black liquor of the animal was always added as an ingredient; being, when fresh, of very agreeable taste.

The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction Volume 20, No. 562, Saturday, August 18, 1832. Various

A flaming meteor over the Yorkshire Dales, a long-lost map drawn by the lunatic Bill “Cuttle” Kraken, and the discovery of a secret subterranean shipyard beneath the River Thames lead Professor Langdon St. Ives and his intrepid friend Jack Owlesby into the treacherous environs of Morecambe Bay, with its dangerous tides and vast quicksand pits.

The Ebb Tide by James P. Blaylock review 2009

A flaming meteor over the Yorkshire Dales, a long-lost map drawn by the lunatic Bill “Cuttle” Kraken, and the discovery of a secret subterranean shipyard beneath the River Thames lead Professor Langdon St. Ives and his intrepid friend Jack Owlesby into the treacherous environs of Morecambe Bay, with its dangerous tides and vast quicksand pits.

Books in the Mail (W/E 02/14/2009) RobB 2009

A flaming meteor over the Yorkshire Dales, a long-lost map drawn by the lunatic Bill “Cuttle” Kraken, and the discovery of a secret subterranean shipyard beneath the River Thames lead Professor Langdon St. Ives and his intrepid friend Jack Owlesby into the treacherous environs of Morecambe Bay, with its dangerous tides and vast quicksand pits.

Archive 2009-02-01 RobB 2009

Dem Cuttle fish is odd luking but still purtier den munkfish althoe Ise in no hurry to snorgle any ob dem.

teh road to basement cat - Lolcats 'n' Funny Pictures of Cats - I Can Has Cheezburger? 2008

The Chicken, who was apt to be jealous of his ascendancy, eyed Captain Cuttle with anything but favour as he took leave of Mr Toots, but followed his patron without being otherwise demonstrative of his ill – will: leaving the Captain oppressed with sorrow; and Rob the Grinder elevated with joy, on account of having had the honour of staring for nearly half an hour at the conqueror of the

Dombey and Son 2007

Captain Cuttle at last abandoned these attempts as hopeless, and set himself to consider what was to be done next.

Dombey and Son 2007

Day after day, old Sol and Captain Cuttle kept her reckoning in the little hack parlour and worked out her course, with the chart spread before them on the round table.

Dombey and Son 2007

‘Cap’en Cuttle is my name, and England is my nation, this here is my dwelling – place, and blessed be creation —

Dombey and Son 2007

‘Have you, Captain Cuttle?’ cried Walter, with great animation.

Dombey and Son 2007