Oh dear, Countess.

"however else can I refer to it other than as 'probably very nice'? I didn't condemn it, unheard, as 'rubbish', did I?"

From your earlier posts, I've gleaned information that you have a journalistic background. You are therefore completely aware of the effect of enclosing words or groups of words in inverted commas. In this case the impact, as you well know and IMO intended, was to reverse the compliment that is contained in the words. In other words it was a bait, I guess in the forlorn hope that I would be provoked into falling into the trap of resorting to kind of fish-wifey retaliation that you excel in.

Tough - you failed, I'm not that kind of guy. I'm very comfortable with myself, in the kind of way that surviving a protracted life-threatening illness makes a person, and I don't feel the need to beat people up, even when they try to do it to me. Life's too short (and much too happy!)

Regarding my singing of 'Annachie Gordon', it may well be, in the eyes of some, that it's 'rubbish'. No problemo, can't please 'em all, and I won't turm myself inside-out trying. I can cheerfully accept criticism when it's well-meant and based on something other than the desire to poke a male person in the eye with a sharp stick. If you'd like to do something positive, as a bit of relief from handing out all that negativity, I'll be delighted to send you an MP3 and you can tell me what you think.

"Don't call me a 'lady'."

Whatevaaaahhh (yawnnnn......). A rose by any other name, etc., etc.

Best wishes,
JB