I look forward most keenly to nibbling upon the fruits of your endeavours Mike.
If you have been following the posts of Kath-H and her newspaper clippings, or know anything about journalists in general, you will realise that the working life of a reporter stretches out like a fine thread strung between the lessons of their school English masters and their imagined, richly-glittering, future as a Novelist of World Renown.
That one tale of jewelry-jaw-lity at Dover and the fame of the sundry Cinque port men of the long shore of Deal coupled with the fashionably florid usage of alliteration and simile, not to mention hyperbole, and there you have it.
[I am, at present, reading some Wodehouse...as if you couldn't tell.]
