Mein Gott! It's Auntie Rub.
How the devil are you? We all thought Pa had hidden you away in a tower or cabin in the woods.
Pa lets Huon, Pedro and I out of our bunkers for three minutes a day, whether it's raining or not. Uncle Kelly sends food parcels made up of the crusts off of his sandwiches that he eats during the month, sometimes we're lucky and there's a bit of mustard or something left on the crust.
Good to hear from you Auntie, you should send for a visiting order more often, Huon often cries himself to sleep as you don't talk any-more. (Pedro just doesn't understand - anything really!)
TTFN,
Toga Boy.