And I raised my eyes in anguish, called to heaven for some sign,
for some hint that there's a meaning in this world in which we pine.
And a voice from heaven answered, saying "The Master has a Plan -
.....the Bovril's with the Gravy, but the Marmite's with the Jam,
.....the Bovril's with the Gravy, but the Marmite's with the Jam."

Says it so much better than I ever could

Love from Fylde

Stu