There is a sun up in the sky!

Cant be ours. Must be some huge burning alien battle cruiser or something. Call Dr Who right now!

Any way, as I am off out for lunch in a country pub and then a wander round that there fancy "the London" I predict a slighty rosey hue will be blossoming on my expanding forehead by the end of the day.

Yes, I do take off my Marshall Baseball cap sometimes you know. Otherwise how would those enormously witty and observant complete strangers know to come up to me and say
"Ere! did you know you look just like that bloke out of Status Quo?"

And I do so hate to dissapoint my public.

Ahem.

Speak later on today after much liquid and food.

Yep, s'gonna be a late night!

You have been warned (landers)

hehehehe.