Adoring firſt the Genius of the Place, / Then Earth, the Mother of the Heav'nly Race, / The Nymphs, and native Godheads yet unknown, / And Night, and all the Stars that gild her ſable Throne,

A woman with a well-to-do south voice told me to wash my soily hands before touching her messages.

Normally those pills give me a boost, but last night they gave me a downer.

Cutting Nottingham-Birmingham journey times from 72 minutes to 27 minutes is indeed transformational.