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

Money is for doing things, my love. Don't sit on it like a hen sits on an egg. It doesn't hatch. I should know. I've made enough of it.

No one in history had ever done less and yet been so wrong.

Ah," he said. "I had an . . . artistic disagreement with the director of the panto. As it happens, I take issue with the objectification of women in Cinderella, and the reliance on shoes as a means of identification. Surely you understand.

I followed your footsteps," he said, in answer to the unspoken question. "Snow makes it easy." I had been tracked, like a bear. "Sorry to make you go to all that trouble," I said. "I didn't have to go that far, really. You're about three streets over. You just kept going in loops." A really inept bear.

Walk really, really carefully. It's not complicated, but if you mess up, you'll die, so pay attention.

One of them hung a pink bra from our lighting fixture. I left it there. It was a nice bra