The Oscar Wilde Of Welfare State Gentility.

Reading Isn't An Occupation We Encourage Among Police Officers. We Try To Keep The Paperwork Down To A Minimum.

The Humble And Meek Are Thirsting For Lood

I'm Too Amused By The Way People Carry On To Give In To Despair.

On Our Way Home We Were Waiting For The Bus When A Very Fat, Pompous-looking Woman Reeled Out Of A Pub Shouting, "melancholia? Ad Nauseam."

With Madness, As With Vomit, It's The Passerby Who Receives The Inconvenience.