I was busy singing my little head off for money yesterday at a wedding (Bach/Gounod 'Ave Maria' solo and 'Jesu, joy of man's desiring- Guuuhuhuhhuhhuhhhh!!!) and was looking forward to some good, rib-sticking pasta when I got home. As I reached the bus station, I called Manitas and Limpit to suggest they get the pasta on for dinner.

The bastards had eaten it for lunch.

LTS - who is not a happy bunny.