Marion Rankine writes that, in death, the brolly “is good for very little else”.
I sensed a woman who wasn’t wild about her assignment. Perhaps she’d once been traumatised by a comma.
Vulgar Tongues: an Alternative History of English Slang gathers material from a mind-boggling range of sources – but still leaves you wanting more.
“It’s like Trevor’s on a tightrope,” said my boyfriend, “but the tightrope is only a foot above the ground”.
There was a lot to be learned from Eric the Eel, kicking and flailing his way through the Sydney Games.
He told me I'd spoiled the cruise by not paying him enough attention. But what was I to do when Dame Judi Dench asked for a chat?
I should know.
“But the thing is, Mum,” I used to say, “one day you could be lying on the floor, and then you’d be praying for people to get in, wouldn’t you?”
My colleague Susan – tougher than me – said I should just drop him. And then, one day, the matter came to a head.