Showing posts with label father-in-law. Show all posts
Showing posts with label father-in-law. Show all posts
Tuesday, 15 May 2012
We ain’t top-drawer
She’s God’s own original snob, my little Paisley princess — as though her mill-owning father had been a whit better than the Wilsons. But the little skinflint had collared a peerage in his declining years, you see, and she seemed to think that his coronet and cash, with my V.C. and military rank, to say nothing of her own occasional intimacy with the Queen, raised us above the common herd. Which I guess they did, in an odd way — or if not above, apart at least. We ain’t top-drawer, but there’s no denying we’re different.
Flashman and the Tiger, p.229, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
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Thursday, 11 September 2008
Honeymoon hints
‘Your highness,’ he said at last, ‘ will be kind to our treasure.’
Strange, my own father-in-law had struck something of the same note before I married Elspeth; it’s a polite way of suggesting you don’t make too much of a beast of yourself on the honeymoon.
Royal Flash, p.155, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1978.
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