Category Archives: excuse me madam but does this bus go to the station

Age

Time was when I could drink eight pints of Tetleys and several double vodkas and turn up, more or less intact, for a 9-o’clock biochemistry lecture. But those days are gone. Yesterday, while I took Mrs Crox and the younger … Continue reading

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Music

It will not have escaped the notice of either of my readers that I have been somewhat absent of late. Absent in more than one sense, as I have been fighting off a rather vicious episode of depression caused mainly … Continue reading

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It Has Not Escaped Our Notice #129

This newspaper advertisement kindly sent in by our correspondent Professor Trellis of North Wales, to whom we offer thanks in the customary fashion.

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It Has Not Escaped Our Notice #151

This example kindly sent in by Dr M.-T. H. of London, who found it in the lucre-driven, full-on, high-energy, 24-hour bagel-fuelled city that is New York. So exhausting they named it twice.

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