"Would Madame like some gateau or ice cream... or perhaps the morello cherry and tofu tart, today's special?" asked the waiter sweetly. "Desserts, eh?" she stressed in echo.

"I was privileged to see Bo Diddley live" said Tom sordidly. "I managed to collect some of the air from the venue in tins. When you open one, you can smell the atmosphere... you can even hear faint strains of music" he continued candidly.