Something to do with a hospital, I dunno really. I got a text from a mate who'se organising the event saying that one of the firemen they'd had lined up had dropped out. Being a gentleman I couldn't disappoint (plus i'm getting a free curry out of it)
Can you imagine the queue round the marquee with ladies holding wads of notes in their hands if they thought Bobj was going for the full you-know-what (sorry ttfn)