Okay, folks, thank you very much indeed for joining us again when I say us.

It's myself, the portmaster, Mike Parry, and of course, a rock chick extraordinaire, Leslie and Jones.

Leslie Ann, how are you with this fine day?

Absolutely fine, Mike. Thank you. And it's good to see some rain out there on the grass, kicking up the green again. Yeah, well, I love a bit of rain. I'm not a

son person. It bakes the place. I've got attacked by a centipede the other night, which came in from

the garden. I hate one. Yeah, it ran up the back of my leg. I was terrified.

I hit it with a pan.

It was a bit cruel. You've broken your leg.

What kind of a pan?

It was quite a heavy pan, actually.

I was about to put some winter greens in it, you know, like cabbage.

And but I'm terrified of creepy crawlies.

And I then sprayed my leg with bleach because I couldn't find anything else, and that's inflamed the skin.

But anyway, not to worry, just one of those things.

I am delighted that the sun had gone down, and the rain has come.

Now, of course, we pay a lot of heed to the way that people move on in life, i.e. the birthdays,

they get, you know, harder to bear of things we get older. But there are some people who don't even seem to age.

And one of them is a very good old friend of yours who I noticed this week has just turned 70 but looks about 50.

Oh, Susie, Succio, she's amazing, isn't she?

I couldn't believe 70 either.

Yeah.

She's a very youthful person.

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