by Elin Woodger | May 22, 2025
She melted quite perceptibly. She did not cease to look like a basilisk, but she began to look like a basilisk who has had a good lunch.
by Elin Woodger | May 22, 2025
When two men stand face to face, one of whom has recently shot the other with an airgun, and the second of whom has just discovered who did it, it is rarely that conversation flows briskly from the start.
by Elin Woodger | May 22, 2025
It is never difficult to distinguish between a Scotsman with a grievance and a ray of sunshine.
by Elin Woodger | May 22, 2025
Beach the butler was a man who had made two chins grow where only one had been before, and his waistcoat swelled like the sail of a racing yacht.
by Elin Woodger | May 22, 2025
Love is a delicate plant that needs constant tending and nurturing, and this cannot be done by snorting at the adored object like a gas explosion and calling her friends lice.
