Forget Bikram. Now it's all about doing the downward facing dog in a silk hammock.

A snort or two of devil's dandruff has re-erected the Mighty Quinn from his emotional crash earlier, so all four of us have come clubbing.

… certeine arable landes some of them havinge hades of meadow and grasse grounde lieinge in the Southe fielde of Einsham.

Air stagnates in a closed room.