Well, it is Greenwich Meantime O'clock and time for today's excitement before most of you head off to the sporting wake.
Old Mr Grace used to say "you've all done very well" - what a tosser.
Nobody won the bonus points by playing the Whefting Iron joker though Svendo came remarkably close with Whimbrel on Twye.
Oxbridge loses ten points for failing to tranlsate (or more likely failing to be bothered) "Plango at Comis".
Rikkor once again demonstrates his minimalist brilliance and Freud continues to be a worry.
Plucky out did Mr Q on the knob gag front so much so that his entry had to be deleted.
Many great efforts from Svendo proving that NEAT-O can stimulate the grey matter - though of course he can't win because that may dull his output in the coming week. Good stuff from Newbie La Maga too.
Which leaves us with some other people and honorable Mr Blacker.
For some reason the line about Cameron put an image in my mind of the cabinet in a huddle around Clegg as he "reads" the pattern left by last nights burnt potatoes. But on balance, "The Obit of Elspeth McNulty" wins. So the rest of you return to the house whilst Mr Blacker, if he can be bothered, conjures up the next task.