[…] there was to the ferocity of his eye, the splendour of his famous moustache, his immense bemedalled figure and his utterly humourless brand of imperialism—there was to Kitchener, though one might hardly dare say it to his face, something faintly absurd.

In terms of infrastructure, Frank says there has been better news in recent years, following a highly damning report prepared for the Friends of the Far North Line campaign group by consultant Tony Glazebrook ….

I found myself stranded, lunchless, on the sea-front […]

… hanging trollopy, and daggling about their heels ; but hastily wrappt round them as soon as I came upstairs.