They put arsenic in his meat And stared aghast to watch him eat; They poured strychnine in his cup And shook to see him drink it up.

In Yorkshire there is only the impetus of decline; the farms, the woolen mills, the dairy rounds wither, unravel and turn sour. The family wears out, stumbles politely, tripping over drink and ennui and a genteel surrender to the momentum of underachievement.

We ate well and cheaply and drank well and cheaply and slept well and warm together and loved each other.

I try to eat healthy all the time. I don’t eat takeaways. I drink mostly water or coconut water.

Whenever armed forces are used, the idea of combat must be present. The end for which a soldier is recruited, clothed, armed, and trained, the whole object of his sleeping, eating, drinking, and marching is simply that he should fight at the right place and the right time.

It is typical of me to be finishing a long and distinguished drinking career just as the government is planning to open pubs 24 hours a day.