The first favourite was never heard of, the second favourite was never seen after the distance post, all the ten-to-oners were in the rear, and a dark horse which had never been thought of, and which the careless St. James had never even observed in the list, rushed past the grand stand in sweeping triumph.

He's a hopeless writer, but can draw very well.

I use these artificially sweetened products only as much as I did their sugarful counterparts in my pre-diabetic days, which wasn’t ever excessive.

Each list ends with a necronym: John for Timothy, […]