Sorry to here that Rich , but work is work , as you say there will be other gatherings , as soon as you get the faintest whiff of one put it in your diary pal.
I have the biggest test of my hosting career tomorrow , i have 52 Air Cadets walking across Dartmoor to my place , as part of their Ten Tors training , and they want feeding ! Fortunately Mr Newman is coming to help me down from the tree, like the gibbering wreck i will be and to tell me " There , there,it's all going to be allright " Not that i am worried one little bit , anyway off up the woods to wait their arrival !! They start arriving at 4.00pm tommorow !
Ivan...
52 cadets? That's a whole lot of hotdogs!

Damn shame that Rich can't make it. I, for one, was looking forward to meeting him.
Oh well. Every cloud has a silver lining. You can put the horse's head trophy skull back up now.
It's probably that waster Incitatus. He thinks himself a God but he's now knows better and his head should be displayed for all to see!
