Christmas Is At Our Throats Again.

I Can't Sing, But I Know How To, Which Is Quite Different.

How Foolish To Think That One Can Ever Slam The Door In The Face Of Age. Much Wiser To Be Polite And Gracious And Ask Him To Lunch In Advance.

Mad Dogs And Englishmen Go Out In The Mid-day Sun; The Japanese Don't Care To, The Chinese Wouldn't Dare To; Hindus And Argentines Sleep Firmly From Twelve To One, But Englishmen Detest A Siesta.

He's Completely Unspoiled By Failure.

Work Is Much More Fun Than Fun.