Lit by the moonlight through the window, he can see a FIGURE in the hospital bed alone in the room, and under a transparent oxygen tent. […] Tubes hang from a steel gallows beside the bed, and run to his nose and mouth.
Standing on the platforms at Derby today, the station is virtually unrecognisable from how it was during the mid-to-late 2000s, when it seemed as if it was in terminal decline.
“It's gammon and pickles. That's what it is. Angels and wishes and answers to prayers! Really, Miss Gordon, it's tripe and onions!”
This ſaid, from her betombled couch ſhee ſtarteth, / To finde ſome deſp'rat Inſtrument of death, […]
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