Storm Charlie had raged throught [sic] the night and was unleashing further gusts on the morning that RAIL was due to inspect a vegetation management project in Kent. Bit by bit, the train timetable unravelled. A trip beginning at Bradford-on-Avon belatedly reached Bath, but that turned out to be journey's end.

That's an awful big house.

That is a lot of ship, about the size of big tankers before they grew so rapidly to become supers, mammoths and oilbergs.

As for the snobs at Bayreuth, they undergo “an abracadabrant initiation into the mysteries of the parsifalian chimæra”!