You'll not have failed to notice how sagely quiet I'm being. There needs to be an air of messianic mystery about one, I've found. All this bingo and Swollox malarkey has made me seem a little too earthbound. I'm off to Watford Gap tomorrow to check on the Glee Shack (Wacko's been a bit quiet - maybe he's up there using the special solo sex seat...) It's a fortnight now since I hired those plumbers to fill in the urinal pipe-holes in the back wall.

Paying them in advance with the bingo profits wasn't a great idea, huh... Anyone know where I can get cheap blu-tack in bulk?