So there they sat a long long time, / Nor could I tell you in my rhyme / How oft their cheeks did change their blee.

It really grinds my gears when inconsiderate people litter.

That mighty wye that reysed frae the ords to the ends of the known world.

Increasingly it is being realised that a modern conurbation's transport problems cannot be solved if there is a fixation on profit and loss in public transport—….