I realise that apologising isn't flavour of the month with certain parties to this thread. Nevertheless, I feel I must tender an apology to anyone who has been bored out of their skull by the cyberspacial intercourse between MtheGM and I.

I can only reach an approximate surmisal as to what might be rattling M's cage, although it's probably the usual one of hands off our establishment figures.

However, those of us who grew up on Merseyside, with no arses to our kecks (thats trousers to you M) and malnourished by a diet of blind scouse and dripping butties, have been partying non-stop since 11am "last Monday morning" (as Leadbelly and Iron Head Baker were wont to sing).

Normal service might be resumed - eventually.