'You and Martin may say what you like,' said Jack, 'but there are two ends to every pudding.'
'I should be the last to deny it,' said Stephen. 'If a pudding starts, clearly it must end; the human mind is incapable of grasping infinity, and an endless pudding passes our conception.'
That was the second Aubreyism that led to me having to suddenly vanish from the office in order to cry with laughter - I love Stephen's carefully serious reply.
There will be posting on my weekend adventures and other things sometime, probably :)