We listen to a snatchy talk on one thing and then another, and abstruse questions that are like the Scotchman's definition of metaphysics.
And for my own part, said my uncle Toby, though I should blush to boast of myself, Trim - yet had my name been Alexander, I could have done no more at Namur than my duty.
When we finally beached, the land was scarcely less wet than the sea.
Bobby taught woodwork at the High School, and was one of the few teachers Stan got on with. He was a Geordie exile, who still referred to Newcastle Brown Ale as Journey into Space.
Journey into Space
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