At London’s prestigious Atheneum a venerable retainer reported to the club manager that member Prestwick was asleep in his favorite wing chair with a copy of The Times folded across his face. ‘What’s so unusual about that?’ asked the manager. ‘Member Prestwick has always slept in that chair with The Times folded across his face.’

‘I know, sir,’ replied the retainer, ‘but it’s yesterday’s Times.’

— Louis Kronenberger, The Cutting Edge, 1970