The driver peers through smoke, looking for the flag.

Annus mirabilis. How Noel Coward despised young people.

Well, he would, wouldn’t he? The trick is making connections,

if there are any. The end of National Service.

The Establishment caught with its trousers down.

You had to be with-it. These funny little railway lines

really weren’t. John Betjeman might scribble a few li...

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