The fossicker is one who wanders about old diggings, armed with a knife and pan, and who seldom sinks or drives, but fossicks or searches about the old heaps of dirt, or in the bottoms of deserted shafts and drives, keen-eyed after unobserved gold.

I repeat my contention that absence of critical sense is one of the marks of the fringefan, and introduce the corollary (observable from the earliest days of anything recognizable as fandom) that argumentativeness is one of the common denominators of the trufan.

When you've shouted Rule Britannia, when you've sung God Save The Queen, When you've finished killing Kruger with your mouth; Will you kindly drop a shilling in my little tambourine For a gentleman in khaki ordered South?

As a result of his refusal, the employee was subsequently canned in 2015 on the basis of professional inadequacy and failing to embody the party atmosphere that the consultancy was trying to cultivate.