Lovely, odd or suggestive details abound, be they the cries of Roberto Cuoghi’s sound piece, with its zany title too long and obscene to print here; the mysterious words and letters that cover Paul Chang’s large ink drawings, broaching sex and exploring new fonts; or the fake gems that blanket five attenuated crosslike elements by Ms. Pivi that form an elegant screen across much of the first space.

Scotland had the territory and the momentum, forcing England into almost twice as many tackles and rattling them repeatedly at set-pieces.

Don't you hate cascades? I hate cascades!

Our last night together! […] How are we going to cope with the absence of eachother?