On my Aye-Fone out and about. I sense a sense of loss, a reluctant sigh, a woe is me this week. A week were joy should have been dancing around the room. It is because folk think .10c is a significant number, IMHO it means nothing, well nothing to us anyway.
But I will not change the mood, dancing in the streets will return, just no one see's it now. Enough from Phil.
Off to watch my mighty Swannies tonight with family, even two new recruit grandkids.
