Something's bloody wrong, mind. ... we make our own world ... thou doesn't want no angel, d'ost? ... can't abide things that creep and crawl ... Though your kisses aren't right, do I give a bag of beans? ... Do I worry when the iceman calls? Do I worry if Niagara falls? ... Wimbledon Fortnight one of the boring things he tries to distract himself with during nurse Mills's greasing ...