[…] and yet this will not tant’amount to an immediate Divine inſtitution for Deacons, and how can it then for Presbyters ?

To his solitary tea he went, his housekeeper remarking of him in confidence to a neighbour, that really he do get so unkid like, and strange, that I can't tell what have come to he.

For those of us who inhabit the spaces between the cracks, the neuroqueers who wander outside a prescribed notion of “cognitive normalcy,” we know things are not that simple.

The complex history of the Wirral Railway and the lines with which it was interlinked needs more lucid treatment than is given in this 39-page monograph - and clearer maps and an index.