Hey folks--I'm back!!

Noreen, I'll be happy to serenade you with lullabies, if I can get the usual writen permission in triplicate from Mrs Parkes. (Talking of oysters, Sue & I had a dozen on the night we were wed. Only four of them worked.) The move went OK ... eventually. I nearly was buried under a pile of 78s! (But more Layton & Johnson and Peter Dawson than Paul Robeson.) Got up this morning in my new house (yes, it was me wandering around starkers putting lights on at random, forgetting there weren't any curtains up) and found the mice had gnawed holes in the membrane of my kazoo; I think there's a Christams carol lurking in there somewhere!

Steve