Dear Mrs Olive Whatnoll,

Thanks for including me in such esteemed company. I understand that things have been difficult since your divorce from reality but "stiff upper lip" as they say. It's the British way.

By the way, I did take a spoon down to the local shop and had it plated.

If you are ever here in Buzzard's Roost, Nevada, I will treat you to a ride on my riding lawn mower. I have no lawn so I need an excuse to fire it up once in a while.

Best regards,

"pdq"