Yikes. I've been keeping my head down in the Mudcat for a week or so (fighting withdrawal symptoms while doing horribly grown-up things with lawyers in suits in City offices) and then 'Spaw blows my cover! Anyone who knows me will tell you I'm not the milkman of human kindness - but this place and the people who drop by are for me examples of the beacons to steer by in that chaotic, anarchic and wonderful sea of information out there. Meanwhile, it's quite clear that some little sprite has swiped my cookie and is out there on that information superhighway thingy doing all kinds of things in my name. Yours ever, in the name of curmudgeonliness...

PS: And yes, this is a grand place.