Having recently revelled in the bursting descriptions of a quaffing, boozing, drunken chef in Mervyn Peake’s Titus Groan, I was surprised to see the collective noun for the profession of cook being ‘temperance’.  Perhaps Swelter is the exception proving the rule.

And equally surprising to see that another, perfectly respectable, profession collectively described as a ‘drunkenship’.  Shum mishtake, shurly?