They clasped hands and parted as friends.

In battle, the plaid was customarily shrugged off before the charge bit home, and the warrior came into contact with only his long, saffron shirt (‘leine chrochach’) to preserve modesty.

If you don’t like the look, feel and handling of the camera – don’t buy it! I have it, and I like the oversightly LCD display.

It cannot be right that someone who joins a train at 0800, having paid perhaps £200 for a single at the ticket office and who sits in an unreserved seat, can be removed from that seat at 1200 by someone who joins en route with a cheap Advance fare that he didn't even buy until 1100, and yet which came with a compulsory reservation. That turns our first passenger's seat from unreserved to reserved midway through the journey and is, to me, commercially immoral.