Frank blamed the housing market for the survival of a certain class of widows including the dreaded Mrs Parmigan — if houses were cheaper, more people would be able to afford to drop the odd one on an old witch. These sentiments not being endorsed by the Social Services Transport Office, Frank kept them to himself and calmly parked the minibus in front of the tidy semi-detached that served Mrs Parmigan as her waiting point for the Pearly Gates Express.
 —Iconoclast