“You didn’t get ideas. You smelled them out, tracked them down, wrestled them into submission; you pursued them with forks and hope, and if you were lucky enough to catch one you impaled it, with the forks, before the sneaky little devil could get away.” From Naked Once More, by Elizabeth Peters.
I’ve read quite a lot by Elizabeth Peters (and her alter ego, Barbara Michaels), but not the Jacqueline Kirby series. Clearly I must address this deficit. The boojum sounds related to my octopoi.