Leaving feminist blog Jezebel to declare: “I have a dream that one day ladies can be considered ladybros without having to show their ladylumps.”

The importance of the Altarer could not be denied. He had the care of refectory, kitchen, and cellar.

The sneers about my gap yah. The eye-rolling whenever I mentioned Exeter. Full of posh pricks, you said once. I thought I wasn't cool enough for you.

My word, my skin pringled all over as I listened to him, and I would gladly have changed my position for that of the first man in the steepest and narrowest breach that ever swallowed up a storming party.