Shiert - a profound unmasking of my non-democratic, autocratic prejudices. I am as vitiated by your comment as an insect pinned to a display board, or being prepared for display with formaldehyde in a bottle sitting on a collector’s shelf. It’s time I got back to the story: the demise of Sir Toby’s.

By the way, are you really the incisive Shiert, whose penetrating insights are used to such devastating effect, or the winsome Tracy, whose sylph-like person one imagines skipping through the green meadows of wholesome family-rated Disney films?