Well I'm back in here again, after spending a jolly 24 hours in hospital hooked up to the mother of all tit tamper alarms - everytime my heartrate dipped below 60 an alarm went off. Every time it went below 45 a louder alarm went off.. I didn't get much sleep but the nurses got a lot of excercise running to see if I was dead yet.

In the meantime, the poorly pussycat is also in hospital, eating chicken and annoying the vet.

Consequently, I'm at home again, resting, bored witless and need cheering up because I haven't got my favourite pussy to stroke.

Anyone for another IV of gin?

LTS