John would probably happily belt them with a 9-iron, but being a bit of a bunny-hugger, I won't let him - hence the freezer option.

And because of my aforementioned bunny-huggerness, I am choosing not to follow up regarding your T-Bone except to say that he looks beautiful. When I was about 10, I had a black hen called Bessie, and when I came home from a St Johns Ambulance camp I was told that she had died in her sleep. Hmmm....

Re Lola, as the purchasing power in the pet acquiring division of this firm, I claim naming rights (also had a pair of cats called Harley and Rose). When naming the dog, the kids wanted to hear the song. So...... we hopped onto You Tube. About half way through, one of my boys screamed "She was a dude!!!!". Bright boy.

They seem constantly amazed that way back when I was young, we had gay people, trannies, rude words, and even sung songs about them. When I told them it was Ray Davies who sang at the closing of the Olympics - I was met with "But wouldn't he be dead now?"

On that cheery note

'Night, 'night,

Marina.

PS   I just thought of a reason your big boy might not have phoned home - he might have met a girl. Now try to get some sleep.....

M.