For how is it possible for a prospect to be “insurance poor” any more than it is possible for a man to be “stocks and bonds poor," or “owning too many apartment houses poor,” or “having too big a bank account poor”?

She is in many ways my Aunt Ethel come back to life. I was brought up with, precisely, hauntingly, that shrill, nagging, over-insistent way of speaking, that bossy-pants way of walking, that remorseless insistence on always being right.

He has setten up shop.

There's only one thing for it: I'll have to get stoned; there's always time to write a toilet book.