I started to do my head in... it was even worse than this one got when I took my sabbatical

Are you back for good this time then?

Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. The endless enigma. I suspect everyone and I suspect no-one. I am neither one way nor the other. Who can say which way the future will go or if indeed it will revert to the past. You never can tell. I lift my eyes to the hills, stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood and scream on the hour and the half-hour.

But, then, on the other hand, I've got four fingers, a thumb and a curious tattoo.

But can you put a fruit pastille in your mouth without chewing it?

Only after I've eaten 3 shredded wheat