We acknowledg and profess, as becometh good Christians and faithful Subjects, that his Majesty hath Authority, by his Prerogative Roial, to call Assemblies ….

It was nothing less than Leoville de Vinchelez's strange catapult-carrying catamaran, barely under control and listing to port as it sailed wallowingly towards the headland […]

But her dadda had fallen off a dray and hurt his back so they'd come down to the city to get jobs, only there weren't any and she'd had to go out and char and do laundry work when she could get it and then her dadda got put in the hospital and was still very crook so wasn't it lucky she'd got this nice job as housemaid in this posh house and the money was bosker and one night off a week into the bargain and old Mrs Bult was lovely to her and so was his aunty, although you had to mind your p's and q's with her!

a recording of cantorial song