The seat received him in a loose and distant kind of way, like an aunt who disapproves of the last fifteen years of your life and will therefore furnish you with a basic sherry, but refuses to catch your eye.

'(..) Sir Isaac Newton, renowned inventor of the milled-edge coin and the catflap!' 'The what?' said Richard. 'That catflap! A device of the utmost cunning, pe…

'Or maybe she decided that an evening with your old tutor would be blisteringly dull and opted for the more exhilarating course of washing her hair instead. De…

If the Universe came to an end every time there was some uncertainty about what had happened in it, it would never have got beyond the first picosecond. And ma…