I agree, Mr Scroat. Better a bit over-ripe than under-ripe. And give me an Israeli Shamoutti any day over a Spanish Navelina. They're much easier to take the pith out of.
The Sultan's birthday party, eh, Mr Munky? That might just have the edge on a day out in Scarborough, although come to think of it, we do do a lot of waiting around here too, so maybe they have something in common.
Hello Mr Crow. Sorry if I seemed to ignore you. You need to sit the other side really, my right ear takes a while to boot-up these days. Holbeck Hall Hotel, fell into the sea June '93. I watched it happen. Tories had been at the Spa for their annual conference not long before, Thatcher & Co all stayed at the Holbeck Hall. (She probably slept in the same bed as you!) Oh, how history might have been so very different... Sorry to hear you lost the late Mrs Crow. I presume that wasn't anything to do with the hotel.
