Boy, is my cachet going up round here or what??! I have just put down the electric telephone after speaking to Mike Tucker (or Terry Molloy for those deranged flat-earthers that propound the fiction theory) as I have bagged him as a speaker at a conference (Eastern Compounders Association, so he can slag off Borchester Feed Mills) and I raised this very subject with the man. I alluded to the Wooley sex-for-pingpong campaign, and he assured me that he would mention the idea to the scriptwriters without that awful sanction being invoked. I'll keep you posted.

I think I'll have the rest of the day off!

Skipjack