All ready to go out to customers.

That's 52 potential calls from angry people by about, ooooooo Friday I would say.

Just in time to wind me up before my trip to Avebury and Glastonbury and Bath and where ever else was on the agenda.

I think I here Molly Mogg's calling meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Well it is lunch time, and I can see if they have fixed the impromtu fountain the workmen created in Old Compton Street.

Just like to say sorry to S&F for my bad mood this morning.

When Mrs F came to wake me up with a cheery "Goodmorning Darling" all she got back was "Arfafucksakebugroffanleemealoneyasnurglemessafugg"

I awoke feeling snappy and angry for no good reason, apart maybe from the pain in my right leg due to a possible trapped nerve.

Anyway, very sorry for all that.