I dumped out the bag and found what had been inside was a bunched-up police uniform, complete with the vest. "Where did you get this?" Boo asked. "It's Callum's," he said. "What's he wearing?" "At the moment, not much of anything. Put it on." I noticed Book perk up a bit at this piece of information.

Keep calm and carry on. Also, stay in and hide because the Ripper is coming.

All right. Normal rules apply." "Right." The man walked off, leaving us. "What are the normal rules?" I asked. "He walks away and has a tea break and doesn't ask any questions.

I sleep better knowing that a naked cork-eater is not sneaking around at night, stealing my underwear.

I am a mass of contradictions.

Proximity doesn't breed familiarity.

It's always easier to say good-bye when you know it's just a prelude to hello.