And while Williams cut down the seagulling, he still wasn't hitting the breakdown with any vigour.

[…] the compliment has now been returned, with the rise of a style known as chap-hop, in which people in tweeds such as Mr B the Gentleman Rhymer freestyle over a banjulele accompaniment barbed songs of political comment such as 'They Don't Allow Rappers in the Bullingdon' (2012).

My late arrival caused the professor considerable upset.

My boss gave me a roasting for last month's sales figures.