[…] St. Bede's at this period of its history was perhaps the poorest and most miserable parish in the East End of London. Close-packed, crushed by the buttressed height of the railway viaduct, rendered airless by huge walls of factories, it at once banished lively interest from a stranger's mind and left only a dull oppression of the spirit.

The conference was a major coup for Robarts, who received congratulations for his 'expert handling' of the 'risky venture.'

Not unconform to other shining globes

We are going to rock out with our cocks out in Vegas, fellas!