Oy oy... Oive bin 'ere all night I 'av (adopts Audrey Hepburn cockernee accent)...
... admittedly I was sleeping in the ambulance, but Tiny Tim (our Christmas-themed-named Indian elephant) was lonely and doesn't like sleeping alone. I think it's the vague aroma of spicy custard that I give off after working on the custard-stirring in Anton's thread, that he finds comforting.
Aaaanyhoo - I still haven't seen Brendan arrive; these ejected professionals are jus t so slack.
And Boho, I saw what happened with Anton - "stared at him rigidly" eh... was more of a come-to-bed look from an uttainable ice-queen kinda vibe I thought - men lurrrrve that. They do. Honest. He'll be back.
Kimi - the poll thread has been declared an official DRAW so we can all stop blaming Tiny for his unfortunate accident. And we can stop ignoring him - the otter already left because he was upset by the lack of attention - shame on you all!
Anyone want to come and play with siren for a bit?