"If you have your health, nothing can make it a bad day."

Well, that's my life buggered until the operation then.

Manitas, you have to come home, you're looking after the Limpit tonight, I'm going out on the razz. Well, out for a commiserating drink with a friend whose partner hasn't left them. Should be a barrel of laughs.

Brucie - we were so poor we could only afford one candle, we all had to huddle round it, and when it got really cold, so that the dewdrops were turning to ice on our noses, we lit it. Still, it was a great time for songs. I still remember the ones I learned at my daddys' knee. We were too poor to buy paper so he wrote them on his knee.

LTS