i) Love the bleat; love the Killen too.

ii) I've been losing sleep over De Selby's theory of molecular interchange for some years now. For this reason alone I don't ride bicycles, though have noted how regular travellers on Blackpool Trams have a certain tram-like lurch to their walking gait.

iii) London Waterman - you heard Bob Roberts sing this? You may forget the rest, though PB's particular garnish is more than acceptable, but it remains very much Bob's.