The phylism to which biastophilia and symphorophilia become attached is probably the ungovernable rage of an infantile temper tantrum. The victims of the catastrophe are, like hostages, stand-ins for the original enemy.

You could see Oliver brightening up at the sight of that æ. He – keen on diphthongy things – really liked words with ligatures. Julius Cæsar!

He wanted to stay overnight, but I was firm with him and said he had to leave today.

With our show, one thing we wanted to do was give our best effort to always put a button on the scene.