Harpists spend 90% of their time tuning their harps and 10% playing out of tune.
This is a great metaphor – I just haven’t worked out what for!
No man ever became extremely wicked all at once.
New Year Poem Tomorrow in the offices the year on the stamps will be altered; Tomorrow new diaries consulted, new…
Retreat Before she can deliver the cruncher, I stride away backwards My car door opens, I fall in as the…