Tell you what, get one of those big bottles of Metaxas with a tap on front, put it in the cornerwith the tap towards me, gimme a big scone ( or some sticky Greek sweet: kataifi or folya for preference) and I'll be quiet as a mouse (until about the seventh glass, that's when I might start "singing")while you guys sing & play and.... whatever else seems to be going on with the clotted cream over there!
RtS