If only I could win the lottery.

The Manoir is expensive, any fule kno that. But there is little point, judging from reports, in worrying what else you might have done with the £25 charged for a first course of wild salmon and caviare.

Carve a creative space with your dog-stagram, with your people-who-matter-stagram, or your inner palm sketchpad.

[T]he 206th number of his Rambler is a masterly essay against gulosity.