‘Oh,’ said Mr. Pickwick. ‘My what, did you say?’ ‘Your chummage ticket,’ replied Mr. Roker; ‘you’re up to that?’ ‘Not quite,’ replied Mr. Pickwick, with a smile. ‘Why,’ said Mr. Roker, ‘it’s as plain as Salisbury. You’ll have a chummage ticket upon twenty-seven in the third, and them as is in the room will be your chums.’

Gimme three regular coffees and three blacks.

From behind the counter of this provincial train station coffee shop, Joanna was barista and unofficial shrink to wildly varied London-bound travellers, writes author Laline Paull. Confessions of a Barista on Platform 1 was published on February 9 by The Firle Press ….

Yangchuan, the leading anthracite producer in China with twelve pairs of mine shafts, fulfilled its 1975 target forty-one days ahead of time and probably produced 7 to 9 million tons during the year.]