Hear, hear, John. Though we shall miss the little bugger!

If anybody's interested we had an ace night on Sunday!! And my patio's nearly finished. I now swear like a trooper, sport sunburned shoulders and a builder's bum, have sprouted muscles and have an uncontrollable urge to wolf-whistle at passers by, no matter how ugly they are. Karen, I need help! What's your diagnosis, and is the prognosis good?