There was a catastrophic fire the other year, news of which broke early Sunday morning leaving the superlative-spouting newscaster bereft for words. Having grown accustomed to talking-up banalities for damatic effect, when the biggest story of his life broke all he could say was, "There's quite a lot of smoke, isn't there, Penny?"
Having raved, over the years, about this and that tome I find I am like the guy in Spinal Tap at number 11. I have nowhere to go so I'll simply say this is quite a lot of book.