In the Straits of Malacca one encounters a squall every night; there they are known by the name of Sumatras, crossing as they do from the island bearing that name.

The first pitch is ... just a bit outside.

DOCTOR: You seem to be our best bet so far, don't you think so, Mel? Mel? Where's Mel? DEPUTY: No, no, no, sunbeam. You're coming with us.

Brown stew and Irish stew were among the dishes that appeared each week on the nursery menu.