Remember what this thread was about till it was hijacked?

Well... A date for diaries. I am having my ears vacuumed on Friday morning at 11.20 BST.

In the meantime, I am going to give my local folk club a miss tonight. My throat is still recovering from the bug that is doing the rounds hereabouts. Hurts to drink, hurts to sing and my ears can't hear sod all. I'd be as much use as a one legged bloke at an arse kicking contest.

As usual.

Never mind. Mustn't grumble.

No bloody kitchen either till the builders finish. Nowt on t'box either. Dog! You're gooing round 'turbary again, like it or lump it. Once it's cooled down a bit anyroad.