Just wish I had not managed to be late for the meet-up by getting the resaurant we were going to mixed up with the (closed on mondays) one we were not going to and having to sit on a bench outside it to phone Gally and ask "Where are you?"
Reminded of the joke about the Vikings.
Rowboat with a lone Viking in it pulls up to the beach somewhere on the East coast near Whitby. Shout (do your own Yorkshire accent) from Viking to peasants gathering mussels, "Have youse been pillaged today? Raped?" They say, no, not today, so he rows away.
Pulls ashore further up the coast, shouts to women collecting seaweed "Have your huts been burned today? Anywon been ravished?" No, no attacks today, he looks worried and rows a few miles further up, pulls into the shore, asks monks shepherding their sheep, "Anywon been by today to seize your valuables? Anywon been murdered?" No, they have not. He is really worried now, rows off into the distance muttering anxiously "Ah wunder whyer the lads have gone!"