John Gibson: Why learn a language like Latin?

Latin? ‘‘You might grow to need it some day, son,’’ my Sunday School teacher would lecture me. ‘‘It will be invaluable if you become a doctor.’’

Doctor? That’ll be right. Latin’s a dead langwidge. Dedd. Dedd.

Dress code

A scruffy Zara Philips talking: “People assume I always look like I do in my riding kit or in a dress at a social event. But the day-to-day me is driving in my filthy car with my dogs in the boot, wearing a pair of jeans and a hoody.”

Afterwords . .

Too late for the departed stultifying stand-ups at the Fringe to try to hold a candle to Phyllis Diller who has died, still smiling, replete with liposuction, cheek implants and a tummy tuck. Typical killer Diller: “There are two parts of my body the same age” and “You know you’re old when your birth certificate was a scroll.”