Bunking in had to be abandoned when we reached the age of twelve, not because of any developing sense of civic responsibility, but because we'd grown too big to squeeze through the gents' toilet window at the Red Hall Cinema […]

This strong dilemma is also a fun one, and works particularly well against players who like to use the controversial Red Shirt tactic of sending down small away teams to attempt dilemmas.

“[…] if you call my duds a ‘livery’ again there'll be trouble. It's bad enough to go around togged out like a life saver on a drill day, but I can stand that 'cause I'm paid for it. What I won't stand is to have them togs called a livery. […]”

the smoulderings of the Thirty Years War