As I sat in my Virgin seat, I spotted an enormous fat bloke waddling towards me and thought: Please, God, not him. There's nothing worse than sitting next to a heaving heffalump on an 11-hour flight, not least because they eat all the best food.

'I don't believe I've met this young man,' he said, daddishly.

While ultimately ending up in a physiotherapy programme, Lisa’s original plan when entering her undergraduate programme was to pursue teaching. Instead of taking spare courses in high school, Lisa chose physical education as her “outlet” from the “Asian six-pack” of courses.

Seldom was the missionary more agreeably surprised than when the mail stage which had picked him up from the train at Ajax, Utah, drew up at an old ranch.