Or to put it in the more colourful language of our Prime Minister: The secret to improving rail transport, in my view, is you need to find the right arse to kick. Unfortunately, since the abolition of the Strategic Rail Authority (SRA) in 2005, the DfT has ostensibly been in direct control of railway policy setting, and this has meant that the only arse the government has been able to kick is its own.

My hair was so boofy this morning it took 10 minutes of brushing to get it looking decent.

Here are the fowl-house and the sheep-house, and the goat-house, and the cow-house, and the tealery, and the quailery, and the columbarie, and the extensive godowns, and all the other adjuncts of a large Anglo-Indian establishment of the olden time.

Such things do happen and centre round the wicked medium. You can get down into a region which is akin to the popular idea of witchcraft, it is dishonest to deny it. Like attracts like, explained Mrs. Mailey[.]