Ranger31 Jan 2007

You are right, of course. Intellect and niceness rarely sit well together; a fact belied by my lopsided, foppish grin. I shall keep my mumblings contained within my sack next time.

By the way, on Salisbury station the other day I saw a gentleman with a face like a slightly overweight triangle and brogues which had been buffed to the point of actually generating their own light (not by his own hands, they were spotless). He was waiting for the London train with the relaxed demeanour of one who knows that it doesn't matter when he arrives at the Gentleman's Club, because there will always be a fresh plate of sandwiches and a steaming Spotted Dick in the kitchens. Was he your dad?