Anything about the police sets them a talking at once. […] 'The blessed crushers are everywhere,' shouted one. 'I wish I'd been there to have had a shy at the eslops,' said another. And then a man sung out: 'O, don't I like the Bobbys?'

I was one of my year's only sad keenos, which resulted in me at perhaps thirteen years old competing in the district sports 1500-metres event[…]

Voting, in and of itself, is not evil. But when there are only evils to choose from, we need to seek another choice. ― Justin Deschamps

The pepperers, spicers, &c. afterwards went to Bucklersbury, where they sold their commodities in the open air.