Chicken. Egg. Chicken. Egg. chi . . .

Arguing brings out the dark side in us all. Especially when we know we are right.
'It takes two to argue." I once pointed out to a petulant 6 year old. "No it doesn't." She spat at me like a cross viper.
I have got one hour to pack before I leave so I had better get on.
No time to make tea - Seaurchin. I will just whack a tea bag into my mouth and pour the water straight from the kettle. That should do.
Yes you have seen that chick before in a previous assignment.
She might become the assignment chick.