errrr ....
the Brain Bleach was for any who considered the position of the 'Cheese fermenting pouch'
Aaaargh - too late ...
Brainbleach cleans your mind wonderfully. Sadly to work you do actually have to have a brain, and I don't mean one floating around in a huge jar of pickled gherkins! So with the SBGG it is not going to work.
Meanwhile I've dug out the electrodes and generator. I now need three deaf people to help me hold him down. Anticipating a large number of volunteers I've hired Leeds Toen Hall for the auditions. The test is an onerous one. They have to sit through a rendition of 'Cliff's Greatest Hits' (Yes I know he didn't have any Greatest! But Lady Byegad is a fan.) sung* by Lady Byegad herself accompanied** by me on the Scottish Bagpipes***.
*Sung is a loose approximations as Lady Byegad for all her good points, and she tells me she has many, couldn't carry a tune in a bucket, or for that matter Supertanker.
**I have every hope that I can play the things, but that night will be my first, and very definitely last attempt!
***This will be a first for me as I'm a firm believer that the pipes should be heard in the Highlands, from Byegad Towers, with cotton wool in the ears and several large drinks to fortify the body and spirit for the
music droning mindless ruddy row to come. I really don't like the pipes in any form, it's the droning in the background that sets my teeth on edge. I'll be leaving them in the glass by the bed for the rendition.