At the time of writing, Ambleside YHA was due to close for a refurb and planning to reopen in April 2009

[T]he driver was delayed there by a skimpy little woman with a thin piping voice practised in the art of defeating escape from it by a ceaseless stream of gabble.

The kemenche had started shrieking like a thing possessed, the oud was going bananas, and now Zenzational Zenaide was zooming to her big finish, “then a crazed madness enters in,” where the maiden flung herself at the bars, and the bars flung her back, and she flung herself again, and again, “flickersome like a firefly she whorls within the crudest cage, O woe! The tender flesh of the pulchrous girl is torn by vile bonds infernal.

'Otto's at a conference about Free Open-Source Software. It's his big passion. That's why we called the baby Flossie―F-O-S-S. The French geeks stuck an 'L' in for femininity.'