Good moaning. Moist here. Muttley walked, enjoying a Clooneys. Once the women are gone I'll tidy up, then I'll bring my shotgun, air rifles and pistols in to the lounge for a quite morning of checking, cleaning, and sniffing Bisley gun oil. Not been out with the shotgun for far too long, but got a date in about a fortnight to have a crack at some clays with a local farmer. He paints the faces of Castro, Lenin, Bill Clinton and the Kim dynasty on them to motivate me.