Doing the interpreting for Gaddafi's feller, the one who looks a bit like that celebrity chef geezer with the gammy arm, Michael Caines. How do we know that he's actually really saying what the other punter IS saying? I mean he could be saying "I ordered a kebab with everything on it and large chips two hours ago, now where the bloody hell is it?" couldn't he? Maybe he's upset that the Michael Caines punter has incorrectly told him that the West are introducing a no fries zone, and so he thinks he can't have chips any more? Just a thought. Pooh count: 4 nice firm ones.
You couldn't make it up could you. I spent much of the weekend dozing on the sofa watching telly. Glastonbury was on, although sad to say there was no Snoop Dog, Bone Jovi or any other canine related artists. The big news seemed to be the lack of female headliners and now we know why as one scored a spectacular own goal. She missed her slot cos she was doing her hair. It takes ages she said. Why NOT start doing your hair well before your show time. Aaagh no where's my handbag I've left it in the car, I've got to back to fetch it.