On stormy nights I like to listen to my grandfather's old yarns, especially when Adam was an oakum boy in Chatham Dockyard and remembered the smells of tar and rope.

The old inn has been serving the same stew since Adam was an oakum boy.

I've known Tom since Adam was an oakum boy in Chatham Dockyard, and he still remembers every tide and tariff.

The linguistics professor explained that WAs are used to mark empathy in ancient dialects.

When I walked into the alley, I smelt what someone was stepping in and immediately covered my nose.

When I rounded the corner, I smelled what someone was stepping in and quickly backed away.

At the trial, everyone testified that he was a man of great integrity.

Because he had known which side one's bread was buttered on, he never challenged the investors who held the purse strings.

Even in the toughest negotiations, she always knew which side one's bread was buttered on and acted accordingly.

I already told you that was a joke, Joyce, so relax.