"Did the rum cake survive intact on the drive home?"

You mean, did I eat it? As IF! I left the spare stomach in my sock drawer. I did stop on the way home to buy fizzy water. Came home, posted and lay around a bit, like a lion after it's eaten an antelope.

I'm better now, but have fond memories of that meal. The day's gone, and it's the 5th of Dec - even on Kwajalein in the Marshall's (GMT -12 hours) - and therefore, somebody else's birthday. Cheers, y'all.