Oh, absolutely, old man. You know, ;I was saying just that same thing to my wife the other day,
whislt queueing up for God knows what and for God knows how long.
Have you seen the price of potatoes and don't get me started on runner beans.
You know, those yankee chappies, across the pond, don't know they are alive.
They come over here in their Rupert bear trousers and scarfs and want to know how far it is to
Cornwall. I tell them, oh a bout 250 -300 miles or so, take you about 5 hours, bit of a run
I'm afraid. They snort (as only they can) Bit of a run, why in the 'states we go 7hunnered mile
withou' blinkin'. Fine I says, but then your roads are straight and empty
(thinks...like your head) but here we have a thing called the
Bank Holiday where the roads shrink to single file one way street with no escape.
Oh well, they will see for themselves. By Jingo, I do believe it is time for tea, so pip pip you fellows.