I looked out my window / The cloud was grimly forming / Waiting for the rain I saw / The one dark cloud forming

A buckboard with a patient flop-eared bay between shafts stood in front of ROOMS & EATS.

He had seated himself in the farmer's old fliver, [and] ridden for some miles.

Watch Harlequins train and you get some idea of why they are back on top of the pile going into Saturday's rerun of last season's grand final against Leicester.