Plunging deep in trauma and nerve-wreck after surviving a Nazi' shelling in one of the felled London streets.

On Sunday’s David Frost Show, Baroness Thatcher looked quite batty to me, eyes rolling.

Here, have fifty dollars. Psych! That was two dollars!

The students nodded, emphatically agreeing with a statement which upwards of sixty-two thousand repetitions in the dark had made them accept, not merely as true, but as axiomatic, self-evident, utterly indisputable.