British Women Can't Cook.

I Suppose I'd Get In Trouble If I Were To Melt Them Down.

It’s A Pleasure To Be In A Country That Isn’t Ruled By Its People.

There Is Nothing Like It For Morale To Be Reminded That The Years Are Passing - Ever More Quickly - And That Bits Are Dropping Off The Ancient Frame. But It Is Nice To Be Remembered At All.

Everybody Was Saying We Must Have More Leisure. Now They Are Complaining They Are Unemployed.

If You Stay Here Much Longer You'll All Be Slitty-eyed.