Shuttering: we avoid

Couldn't die soon enough.

"Ah, ya bollix! Gerrup the yard: there's a smell a' hay!"

I believe that the application of United States law is now universal, without regard to pretensions to sovereignty by other polities. (Is the golf good in Russia? Best seen from a high window?)

The donate business was back in 18th century periodicals. To gift really is barbarous.

That has removed another mild anxiety. We seemed to be lubricated out one evening last week, even though not finished and even though it was unlikely the table could be reused at that time. (I have a terrible knack of trying to pay the wrong waiter.)

Ah! Thank you. I'll look into that. There wasn't any on BBC TV Northern Ireland very last night, as far as I could see, but that might be because of the weekend (or even because of snooker disrupting the schedules earlier).

I worried all right that something like the peace of God might break out at some stage. I see myself reaching 201 at around 3 a.m., God willing.

Thank you very much. (Your reply was hidden from me, presumably because of some word that's on my very long muted terms list.) It's a curious case.

Richard Cantwell's reply shows that the data exists and suggests that the map was printed. An odd one: a cataloguing lacuna in a catchment basin (?).

I read it with widening eyes. I don't know Spiked (or about Hugo Timms), but it's confident and clear writing. He certainly knows his mind on the matter. Even the Venn diagram / spreadsheet thought experiment, while imaginary, could be a description of a reality (in some cases) and is funny.