Oh yes, sorry, I remember you fondly caressing it with a view to insertion in a '50.
Y'see, by the Sunday afternoon my gob was starting to kill. By the time I got home I was in agony with a Twatty abscess. Finally got some anti-biotics from the dentist on the Tuesday. Gob was calming down by the Thursday and then, on the Friday, an even twattier, even more painful water infection!
Oh, what joy! Having to go for a slash every twenty minutes and feeling like you're pissing razor blades. And up every half an hour or so through the night, so loads of sleepless nights.
Saw the Quack last Monday and it started to subside a little by Thursday, and finally just about okay by this last Saturday.
Phew! That was a bit of a painful couple of weeks, but seemingly okay now and a nice, pain free cruise to the next Bash would be nice.
And be nice to get a bit of fettling and plinking done.