One absolutely, positively, does not mess with a man whose mustache and eyebrows alone break all known records for epicness.

I grew up on a steady diet of Kipling too. The Jungle Book was, and still is, my go-to bedtime book. It was only later in life that I realised just how profound his writing really was, and it was only when I started looking at his poetry that I realised what a tremendous talent he had.

I take to posting a great Kipling poem once every month or so, just to remind myself of his skills and phenomenal output.