Davros cheekily pokes his head around the door, axiously peering inwards in search of wrathful Storm Queens. Ruefully he stares at the brilliantly blue sky that brightened his day, and wonders how he could get caught in such a cloudburst by such a friendly sky. Surely Cloudy couldn't be angry with me - she never even realised that I had nodded off. Perhaps someone told her - who could have done such a thing.
Ummm, Kiwidoc, any Donuts about...... what's that, Lamingtons you say - Beaudey then, let's have a couple o those, and something hot to wash it down with. Clare you say - no, not going there this year - only going as far north as Ballybunion this time

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[This message has been edited by Davros (edited 06-22-2001).]