In Your General Direction . . .

Walking down the path, we're passed by a dog and owner. "Did you see that?" cries Jools. "I want one. But he's a bit fat; needs to go on a diet."

The dog cocks an ear, turns his head round, lifts his tail and emits a very noisy fart.

"Obviously a Monty Python fan," said Jools as she turned her head away from the blast. "Must be French . . ."