Well, well, the Micca is in New 'ampshire, called me he did. I hope Sinsull keeps an eye on the skamp, the snow drifts up there would be way over his head.

From all accounts he's basking in the warm light of friendship and love, and all this with no political agenda.

Lift a glass for Susette and I, Mighty Micca, and we'll see you at Heathrow on 2/6/08.

cheers and big hug for Mary.
chance