Sorry squire, I've had a look 'round the back of the shop, and uh, we're right out of parrots.

Rick looked at her forlornly as she cast her shopping bags to the ground then winced at the wrinkles they had left on her palms, yaddering on without taking a breath or bothering to look up.

Larkin's contribution to the genre playfully bourgeoisifies the aristocratic conventions […]

Sometimes a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, even if his helpmate does not share his passion. Perhaps that's part of the attraction. Maybe a man wouldn't be so feverish about his garden if he had to share it with his partner, […]