You forgot, Big Mick? You just forgot? For Chrisake, Ossian should rot in hell for such a blunder. (That's Ms Cotter's publisher I'm talking about, not my buachaill.) And I've not even mentioned the woman's lousy posture (p38) - in such glaring contrast with the old-timer on the front cover!

As for you, Noreen...Boys are boys as they say in Belfast. If I'd been the fair colleen you took me for, Big Mick would have been writing my name across the sky in multi-coloured ink by now. Not much consolation I know, but I've misled a few other Catters (including Kat) with that effeminate style I get into my prose. No chance of that pint in Manchester now, I suppose.

Your rumbled servant Peter Kirker (AKA the androgynous Fionn Mac Cumhaill)