"'That's whatever!' assents this marshal gent, 'an' you can gamble a bloo stack that hangin' you is a bet we ain't none likely to overlook.

He who fixes upon false Principles, treads upon Infirm ground, and so sinks […]

Her pictures were casual, mostly unposed snapshots; any pathos feels less intended.

What will they think of next? How about synchronised battered-sav from the 10m platform, or maybe a flat-bag would get the point across better :-)