Well, Kendall. I'll admit I hurt for awhile after my bypass, but I only had to laze around for a couple of weeks, so you ought to be able to go dashing off to the UK right on schedule. Think of old Studs Turkle, Kendall. He survived a quintuple (one up on than me and two up on you) and he was in his eighties, for Pete's sake. Now he's in his nineties and still raising holy hell with all the Ashcrofts, Cheneys, Rumsfelds, and their bloody ilk.
    Caroline and I will be thinking of you, old buddy, and doing what amounts to praying in our secularism. Glad Sinsull is there to keep us posted and take care of Seamus while those nurses are enjoying your company.
    You'll do fine, friend. We're sure of it.
    Sandy (the other Sandy, that is)