Well I was going to go to Tolpuddle but my stepson Dominic brought me a really nice cold back from Colombia where he had been travelling, and I don't even feel up to the Old House at Home tonight (30 german tourists, don't mention the war) much less driving all the way to Tolpuddle and camping a weekend, so I am likely to show at Otford. I'll be the one doing the croaking chorus (fron the Frogs, by Aristophanes).