[…] these frontagers were obliged to leave a washway of half-a-mile wide on the west side of the river, so as not to impede the drainage of the country; […]

Alabaster-skinned and statuesque in micro-shorts and a diaphonous black cape, Welch has the crowd eating out of her hand from the opening Kiss With a Fist, a paean to dysfunctional relationships that suggests Tori Amos fronting the Banshees.

Have you any arms? I have my old service revolver and a few cartridges.

Unto This Last (John Ruskin)