After that, the only other person I know in San Francisco happened to see me walking past his window (this is not a joke; suffice to say we screamed and embraced), and the pathologist got up to his usual tricks with squirrels:
This is not the first time he has hypnotised squirrels; here he is in December 2006:
And here he is again, practising his dirty mind games on Montreal squirrels in the summer of 2008:
But all this is by-the-by, for I have only one thing of any import to tell you, and that is that I have found the most revolting expression in the English language. I have not forgotten the list; I will update it in due course, but surely this is the worst thing anyone has ever said out loud with their mouths:
"Yes, they are meaty nipples."
"Meaty nipples"? God help us, each and every one.
* When at the University of York not studying for my degree in English and Related Literature (e.g. Anglo Saxon, which is related to no language I know), I did a special paper in Jane Austen, which resulted in a 15,000 word essay on "The Role of Carriages in the Novels of Jane Austen and Maria Edgeworth" (2:1, but only because no-one could be bothered to read it). In my class was an American lady who said - and I swear on my life this is not made up - "Could you define irony for me?". Obviously we all screamed with joy, as Americans and their apparent lack of irony is the only way English people can console themselves re. loss of empire, etc.
