Fuel prices have gone through the roof since last fall.

I remember once my Nan legged it through the ennog to have words with my uncle Cyril

, vol.I, New York, 2001, p.241: the devil many times takes his opportunity of such storms, and when the humours by the air be stirred, he goes in with them, exagitates our spirits, and vexeth our souls […]

The preposterous altruism too![…]Resist not evil. It is an insane immolation of self—as bad intrinsically as fakirs stabbing themselves or anchorites warping their spines in caves scarcely large enough for a fair-sized dog.