And it's not like she's a buffty either. She kicked the shit out of a moggy twice her size last night.

The boys rode their bikes, traded rebbe cards, and played made-up ball games using rolled-up belts as balls, as real balls were considered off limits.

The tanks are full and the grass is high.

Julian Barnes's Flaubert's Parrot (1984) and Peter Ackroyd's Hawksmoor and Chatterton may be described as accomplished examples of historiographic metafiction, the kind of self-conscious, heavily parodic and experimental historical […]