“ Jeeves, I said. A rummy communication has arrived. From Mr. Glossop.Indeed, sir?I will read it to you. Handed in at Upper Bleaching. Message runs as follows:When you come tomorrow, bring my football b… P.G. Wodehouse
“ Not every loss was confirmed by an officer at the door. Nor a telegram with the power to sink a fleet. Loss, often the worst kind, also arrived through the deafening quiet of an absence. Kristina McMorris
