The only man I knew who could make a curse sound like a caress.
A Royal Commission is a broody hen sitting on a china egg.
Think of it! A second chamber selected by the Whips. A seraglio of eunuchs.
Of course my father was a great influence on me. He taught me how to read.
Politicians live in little worlds of their own and imagine these are the universe.
How long will it be before the cry goes up: "Let's kill all the judges"?