"Good afternoon, how can I help?"
"Let's poke a snoot at the Labour Party and throw rotten tomatos. We'll give Blair a New Year splatter. Googlie wooglie wooglie! Toodle-ooh! Honk honk."
Line goes dead.
Like most monks, I own little except my wit, charm and rogueish good looks. Some may have noticed my recent absence from Scotland. That's coz I'm not there. I am in deepest England. On a pilgrimmage, if you will. Hopefully this is temporary but in the meantime, there's work to be done. Stay enlightened in my dark little corner of the internet. This is mainly for my benefit though if it bores you, do tell me. If, on the other hand, you like what you read, tell others. Go in peace...