That's one industrial strength cockroach! I'll need the industrial strength bug spray.

Taunton station is busy - even more so when the inbound working of my Bristol train arrives, laden with the usual mix of 'staycationers' and locals.

I think that you will find her awesomely alert, benignly brash, copulatingly candid, delightfully direct, extremely enlightened […]

A comical pitch of unchilled Sorkinism is reached at one point in Twenty Minutes, when he once again resorts to “asshole,” albeit under his breath, after being bumped by two buggy-pushing, cellphone-yakking moms in SoHo.