She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say 'when.'

It would take more than long-stemmed roses to change my view that you're a despicable cowardy custard and a disgrace to a proud family. Your ancestors fought in the Crusades and were often mentioned in despatches, and you cringe like a salted snail at the thought of appearing as Santa Claus before an audience of charming children who wouldn't hurt a fly. It's enough to make an aunt turn her face to the wall and give up the struggle.

She fitted into my biggest arm-chair as if it had been built round her by someone who knew they were wearing arm-chairs tight about the hips that season

In a series of events, all of which had been a bit thick, this, in his opinion, achieved the maximum of thickness.

I always strive, when I can, to spread sweetness and light. There have been several complaints about it.

There was the man who seemed to be attempting to decieve his ball and lull it into a false sense of security by looking away from it and then making a lightning slash in the apparent hope of catching it off its guard.

There's too much of that where-every-prospect-pleases-and-only-man-is-vile stuff buzzing around for my taste.