Disingenuous...

....I've seen it all before and I can smell it at 100 metres. The head of of our partner organisation is dripping with it.

More positively, Owen asked as we walked to Aunty Mo's tonight, "Dad, do you like my "Drether?". It appears Drether is a cross between Blether and Drivel. I'd rather listen to Owen's Drether than that fud any day.

News from the Kitchen Project was not good. It would appear that our Executive Housing has had an under-floor water leak for 10 years; don't you just love modern building standards? A curse of a thousand incontinent Aquarians upon the plumber.