When I exercised the pony, old Johnny, after school hours I loved to ride through the Cook Street chaos of garbage. High and safe on the horse’s back I could look down into it and see wild rose bushes forcing their blooms up through lidless cook stoves and skunk cabbage peeping out of bottomless perambulators, beds tipped at any angle, their years of restfulness all finished and done with.

Funkis buildings can be identified by their flat roofs, large, flat surfaces, curved walls, geometric shapes, horizontal bands of windows, flexible interiors, and lack of excess decorations.

I don't like this carpet - for one, it doesn't suit our lounge room at all and it's also much too expensive.

Joan Bakewell was famously described as the thinking man's crumpet.