And lastly, thanks to my long-suffering family – to Mum, Craig, the boylets and my mum-in-law Ronice!

I stab, stab, stabbed at my lettuce, trying for another sporkful.

I failed against the affluent tide; Out of this abject earth of me I was translated and enskied Into the heavenly-regioned She.

an arrant knave    arrant nonsense