You could fight a Covent Garden porter, if you fancied yourself at that sort of thing.

Generally speaking, the porter got the best of it; and when he did it cost you five shillings, and when he did not the price was half a sovereign.

I could never see much excitement in that particular sport.

I tried driving a hansom cab once.

That has always been regarded as the acme of modern Tom and Jerryism.