Someone passed along to me a rather cryptic but recent recording of Jim's voice, monitored out of an undisclosed location. Somewhat garbled and obscured by the sounds of crickets, bugs and other night creatures, it went: “I watched a snail, crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That’s my dream; it’s my nightmare…crawling, slithering along the edge of a straight razor and surviving.”
Actually yes. When I was out of touch people wondered where I was. Allardyce actually emailed me he was so concerned ( that was before he went mad with power ) Even Edwina. Believe it or not ( see Trading Post)
People love me !
Only because I wanted to buy a CD you were selling...
That thread has vanished! Gee, Edwina must have pulled some strings to get it banished!*