Railway engines have been attacked with gunfire by raiding aircraft on both sides of the Channel and the impression has grown up that they are defenceless monsters to be pestered with impunity. The first engine to disprove this vainglorious theory was, we are glad to note, a British one. [The locomotive boiler exploded, causing the aircraft to crash.]

Dougie happens to be in the bar, they natter about this and that, sink a pot or two, then Dougie says Dave′s over point-o-five and should cab it out to Ryans Lane. Prick doesn′t offer to drive himself. Tells Dougie he′s not a two-pot screamer like him, leaves feeling much better for the little interlude.

Yesterday he was doing just that by submitting to a thorough beating up at the hands of Miss Lupe Velez, who's probably the best beater-upper of either sex in Hollywood.

And godspeed.