John, could you apologise to your mate John who came to the Hase last night. I was showering a cloud of invective on Oaklet (who deserves these things) and John got the wrong end of the stick and thought I was talking to him. I was probably lucky he didn't slot me there and then, but he seemed understandably distressed. Next time I'll just give Oakers a slapping instead. Good to have you back with us. Your recent life events sound like a blues.

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