The down Atlantic Coast Express, headed by Pacific No. 35020 Bibby Line, passes the scene of operations at a gingerly 10 m.p.h.

The groom is a Boanerges, rants twice as loud and twice as long as my Phoenix, and is, of course, in the estimate of the fanatics, twice as clever a fellow.

The Romans frowned on obesity, and they were accredited for inventing the vomitorium, which allowed them to binge and relieve themselves of the feeling of fullness.

Shanti and Tom are playing noisily upstairs again. They’re up to their usual shenanigans.