“[…] if you call my duds a ‘livery’ again there'll be trouble. It's bad enough to go around togged out like a life saver on a drill day, but I can stand that 'cause I'm paid for it. […]”
Miriam gave a squawk of dismay as she lifted the lid off the potatoes. 'How are the roasties doing?'
After several drinks, I confided my problems to the barman.
In some areas our audiences enjoyed the music; in others they were cold as a mackerel.
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