Bordering on the intellectual, Ian. You’re improving ;) (Apols for late discovery. Trying to limit my procrastination.)

My parents used to say that but I’ve never heard the origins. Makes sense. Mind you I seem to remember it also served as a euphemism for being hung over… not in this case though, I’m sure ;)

What? Beam me up, Scottie! There’s no intelligent life left down here.

Morning, Shaz! X

:)

Hello, Vanessa. Great to make contact again and I’m so pleased you’ve added the pic; stunning, as ever. ;) (On a creep scale of 1 - 10, how am I doing?) :)

Indeed, Mr Stanley! (It’s less of a jungle here than certain other places, Richard. :)