waiting for the sun, page-4

Folks,

I agree with Hardman that the policy of 50% return of profit to shareholders will be adhered to and the risk to reputation will be too high for IPR's directors to "go swanning around" with the cash. All their decisions thus far have been prudent, hedging risk at some expense but never "Skating Away on the Thin Ice of a New Day."

So though I sympathise with Edouardo's sentiment that the share price has been dragged bachwards through a bramble bush while the directors review strategy, at least the review decision will be released by the end of MAY 2008 - well before he has to sell any shares.

Long term holders, just BASH ON- REGARDLESS of day traders, hedge funds and what looks like management dithering.

(Sir) Lunchalot
Scoffer Extraordinaire

Meanwhile back in the year One
When you belonged to no-one
You didn't stand a chance son,
If your pants were undone.

`Cause you were bred for humanity
And sold to society
One day you'll wake up in the Present Day
A million generations removed from expectations
Of being who you really want to be.

Skating away,
skating away,
skating away on the thin ice of the New Day.

So as you push off from the shore,
Won't you turn your head once more
And make your peace with everyone?
For those who choose to stay,
Will live just one more day
To do the things they should have done.

And as you cross the wilderness, spinning in your emptiness:
You feel you have to pray.
Looking for a sign
That the Universal Mind
Has written you into the Passion Play.

Skating away,
skating away,
skating away on the thin ice of the New Day.

And as you cross the circle line,
The ice-wall creaks behind
You're a rabbit on the run.
And the silver splinters fly
From the corner of your eye
Shining in the setting sun.

Well, do you ever get the feeling
That the story's too damn real
And in the present tense?
Or that everybody's on the stage,
And it seems like you're the only person
Sitting in the audience?

Skating away,
skating away,
skating away on the thin ice of the New Day.