Offers begin at 500 camels.

Gorgeous aren't they?

501. And that's my final offer.

Well, if you will insist on using hippy technology.

isn't that a contradiction in terms?

Providing one can classify use of hairy string and dog power as
technology, probably not.

Hairy string isn't hippy technology, it's outfit integrity componentry.

Harsh, man. But fair.

You're only 58? ;-)

I apologise for the smiley. I can only attempt to blame the 13 hour drive
back from Western Ireland yesterday, and the copious quantities of Guinness
consumed in the preceding week.

My first born is on "This Morning" (television for those who
don't do daytime viewing) on Friday, talking about shoe designs.

Not seen anything of it myself so I can't offer any judgement.

I'll take the one on the bottom.

I'll take the top one up the bottom too.

You know those times when you see a poster's name as a follow up, and
you just know what they've written?

Rip-off Britain!

You can take the boy out of the Mediterranean...

That just about sums you up that does.

I don't date married women, so 'your baby' is my first choice.

Being of Mediterranean extraction, I am forced to offer you a more
acceptable sum of 300 camels, with the proviso that if I need to return
the young lady in queston there will be a refund of not less than 200
camels, any more depending on the condition I return her in.

Make sure you get him the low tar ones though ...health and all that.

I hadn't actually considered leasehold but now you mention it, pull up a
chair and have a cup of coffee my fragile swarthy friend.

So, the whole heredity thing is bollocks, then?

They both take after their mother, in many ways.

You can only opine on that if we ever find out who the father is.