THE BRITISH THREAD II

My friend's son's wife quite likes fish, she says, but only if it's breaded. The process it undergoes before it earns the Cap'n Birdseye stamp would probably horrify her.

As we come up to Hogmanay, it's a time for looking back and thinking about old friends. I miss Lord Ellpus; he was a good writer, always with a smile and a merry quip.

I wonder where he is now- probably spent Crimbo in France at his gite.

Here's to the noble lord anyways, may his chestnuts never explode.

Quiet here, innit?

Have most of the Brits emigrated? Maybe Spendius, Mathos, Steve and others are at this moment enlisting in a job centre in suburban Sydney.

Somehow I can't see Spendius as an ex pat Australian. He would spend his time searching for culture and end up being directed to the yoghurt section of Tescoz.

Quiet here, innit?

Have most of the Brits emigrated? Maybe Spendius, Mathos, Steve and others are at this moment enlisting in a job centre in suburban Sydney.

Somehow I can't see Spendius as an ex pat Australian. He would spend his time searching for culture and end up being directed to the yoghurt section of Tescoz.

Just watched a great DVD called KNOCKED UP. Terrible title, but a most excellent film. Watched it from my sick bed clutching tissues and reeking of Olbas oil - damn sexy, if you ask me!

Do get it out, Muckty. You'll like it.

x

He'd fit in well in Oz I think, the land of Nellie Melba and Sir Les Patterson.