“My petal. Westminster’s toy had tea issues. Thank Biffy and Lyall. Toodle pip. A.”
“What did you do?” “Well, you see, there was this pot of tea, simply sitting there…” He trailed off. “Useful thing, tea,” commented Lyall thoughtfully.”
“When she offered me a spot of tea, I said, “No thanks, I’ve already got a spot of tea on my shirt.”
“My father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.”
“Well Connor thought ruefully At least now I know who to thank for my anger issues.”
“On the Rampage, Pip, and off the Rampage, Pip - such is Life!”