I `ad that Walkabouts Verse in my cab the other day. `e sat in there, quite nonchallant, with `is little book engrossed in something or the other, no doubt dreaming up some poem or whatever.
I said, "`ere Walkabouts, I aint seen you on that Mudcat recently, `specially that one about bad manners, although its gorn adrift and its more like bad attitudes, but I reckon its right up your street."
`e said, " Nah, Jim. If you notice its now up in the eight `undreds. I`ll put my oar in just after nine `undred and ninety nine and collect the Jackpot!!"
Whaddam I like??