[There's] too many people making too much muck and too much noise with too little space to do it in. - Keith Waterhouse

Lying in bed, I abandoned the facts again and was back in Ambrosia.

The 50s face was angry, the 60s face was well-fed, the 70s face was foxy. Perhaps it was the right expression: there was a lot to be wary about.

Now, […] the world is beginning to look like what it is—overcrowded, dirty, noisy, smelly, and rapidly running out of resources. We're nearing the end of the rainbow, with not a crock of gold in sight.