The tiger had, granted, been heavily dosed with cannabis but it had begun to lick the registrar's foot in a way that might have been either loving or tasting, it was difficult to say which.
He has told me that I am more of a prisoner than my mother who lives in a bubble. This is true but he has the key to my cell and he will never give it to me.
"You assaulted a swan and a duck" said Finn, falteringly. "I think you'll find that they started it" replied Daniel's mother, plucking out one of many feathers currently entangled in her hair.