The waitress sized me up and evidently my aura met with her approval because she came over, smiled the smile of professional waitresses and left a mimeographed drink list. I had no time to be surprised by the list, which included selections such as Xeno, Blog, Grog, Nuclear Fizzes, Smoooooth Jack Daniels, India Pale Ale and Bheer (Home Brew 25¢ extra) because it was at this point that my old friend Ichabod wandered up.

But I tell you this has set all London buzzing. The old man is where he likes to be, with a pin-point limelight right on his hairy old head.

Such expressions as “dijever,” “slong,” “lookatcha,” “saulrite,” “izatso,” “yamnot,” “notchet,” express our national rush.]

We ran to find shelter before the storm broke.