| Would have you know the bayonet’s at the ready |
| A shopkeeper? Wrong. A garage mechanic |
| Shoot across to get something from the garden shed |
| The Scotsman saw off the birds |
| The language of the two men! |
| Moderates, as is one’s wont, changing key in it |
| Increases being, in various cases, overdue |
| Take away from, by deed, half the land |
| The usual routine; back having a drink and something to eat |
| Say nothing, nothing, nothing. Just go away |
| Was on the staff of and it panned out well |
| Related to, when allowed to speak to on the telephone |
| Awaiting one’s attention in the turmoil |
| Seem incensed by the restraint |
| Are worried stiff about the gun |
| He’s telling tales to monsieur |
| It’s not true he’s pretending to be a gangster |
| Having turned left, travelled by the river |
| A box? Rot! Has to be packed in a tin |
| So about-turn and leave |
| How one gets some pedestrian job with the greatest of ease? |
| He watches sport, etc. A mish-mash |
| It is inspired and lively |
| Fed up and in need of a rest cure? |
| Became known that one earned in the region of |
| With one’s ancestry, overdo things |
| Because you promise to give it up |
| The appeal of the mince tart and what you do with it |
| “Weapon” there is a wry smile about |
| Bears a message from: “Don’t come unarmed” |
| With the surprise in the plot, don’t play fair |
| Perturbed when one had brandished at |
| As far as the top of the ridge, or hill |
| Winner in the polls for those seeking sun? |
| The man with the funny ears in the vehicle |
| The more one does, the less one concentrates |
| Putting out of one’s mind because annoying |
| A tip for the waiters, you say |
| A boss who’ll put you on the right track? |
| Understood to have been a stalker |
| Giving me the cod I ordered - again, not very good |
| Batting and feeling the stress, but it’s great |
| It’s both Italian, dear, and Latin for “song” |
| Foot sore, rambling in the wood |