Word: sodden
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...unsteady BLOHARDS piled out and headed gleefully for the window to pick up tickets that had been left for them by Arthur Moscato, the estimable ticket director, and Dick Bresciani, the cherished media-relations chief. There were, presumably, some pretty bright and pretty successful people in this ragtag, slightly sodden assemblage. But all they were at the moment was Red Sox fans, and-excepting a Little League single by a son or daughter, or the birth of a grandchild-this was about as happy as they could be in this life...
...Ellis, the London nightclub hostess who in 1955 murdered her boyfriend and became the last woman executed in Britain. Coiffed and coutured in the Marilyn Monroe fashion, Richardson shrieks her way through Ruth's sordid life with coloratura bravura. "I love you," murmurs David Blakely (Rupert Everett), a spoiled, sodden rich boy with a passion for racing cars and a taste for tarts. "Everybody does," Ruth shrugs. "Why should you be different?" An older man, Desmond Cussen (Ian Holm), is Ruth's pal and protector, the one dour celibate in this tatty Sodom. Des is used to being used...
...witty, Wodehousian gavotte from the confines of an English boys' school to the streets of Harlem, with several beguiling stops between, Mcdonald records the travails of a small boy, heir to a dukedom, who is orphaned during the London blitz and sent off to the uncertain care of a sodden New York City tabloid reporter. Within weeks the boy becomes the target of a Mafia hit man, thereby allowing the author to mix sociology and satire, goofy narrative and authentic terror...
...were the night before, checking them for leeches and squelching in wet sneakers. After three days of pulling each other out of the water, sleeping side by side and mocking each other's paddling styles, we're becoming a tight team of novices, and as we struggle into our sodden wetsuits, every groan elicits a grin of sympathy. We'll look back on these days as the easy ones, for we have the Great Ravine ahead...
...need to go in," he says, black beanie pulled down low against the chill. "I'll just sit here and listen to the scrub." Wind roars in the canopy above and the sullen Tasmanian winter sky threatens rain or worse. In layers of thermals, waterproof trousers and parkas, gloves sodden from slippery branches, Shaw and other members of the local Aboriginal community have scrambled for an hour through steep rainforest to reach this spot in the island's wild southwest. Here at the base of a rough limestone bluff, half-hidden by the immense arching fronds of tree ferns...