Breakfast from British Airways
The Houses of Parliament before lunchtime
"Well what Don QuiScottie suggests is..."
"Thanks Don. Phew. We called you just in time."
That's it then...
But if it's not don't blame me. My experience with a creature not called Rocinante suggests that you can talk in a horse's ear but you can't make it listen. Maybe a chat from Aileen would help. I forgot to mention her. Probably just as well. Alien chemistry? Nobody believes me, yet... And thus, after a long day, goodnight.