Oops! No apologies necessary I wager. I too have been lavishing self of late with a goodly dose of the Master Munro. Something about autumn nights makes me desire to be hunkered under quiltage with a stout malt and some 'Complete Saki.', tempered on alternate nights with some M.R. James, brrrr.
"He was a cattle painter, by force of environment"
Guffawh!
Wonder if Mike has read the Seventh Pullet yet? I *did* read his Icke-links after all...
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