Good evening to all yonder and those who are sundry.
Back from the nether and outer wastelands known as the bum of England aka Nofeck. Sleep is nearly , restored, copious quantities of French vino, bubbly and Scottish product from near my old golf club, reference the 12 men, consumed or conshoomed.
Now what's in the riffle?
* One empty bottle of malt (x brand), maybe 1/2 a wee dram left
* One vicar's robe (torn)
* One Rolls angel minus wings
* One bag of rotting rose petal confetti (good for composh)
* One phrenologists head
* One copy of a Latin grace, one copy each reserved for naomi and bernie
* One paper dart of a racecard aka an Order of Service
* 300 empty wine bottles
* One wood picture frame
* One statue head and a bust
* One tyre
* One pair of German black shoes
* Two cigar butts, Romeo Y Julietta
* The Sofeck Monotones, a wonderfully 'diverse' band
* One Lotto ticket, no numbers.
* Half a toilet roll.
* One veil.