My concert teeth have slipped down the back of the sofa.

By way of the merest hint of a suggestion that a certain stage may have been reached:

Croissant à la Matin-Tonne

Hmm, that looks familiar... French, is it? Let's see, morning... ton... croissant? Something about breakfast?

I'm stumped.

A worry, my fine friend - I wonder whether they are toasted or roasted? Nevertheless, it's the weight that bothers me! Then again, it could be something to with Easter?

I too shall retire.

Mornington Crescent

I say, Mornington Crescent!