Undersides

A fine bit of work schlecking the barnacles off, yes, yes, my undersides. My bottom, even. I made the word schleck up, btw. Good, eh? And then a bit of a rub down of the topsides. Of course, I wasn't just exercising the brawn, noooo. I was listening to a series of Melvyn's podcasts - the Battle of Talas, Rudyard Kipling, The Haitian Revolution and finally, Nuclear Fusion, so I'm all tooled up for a bit of the old discourse tonight down at the gents debating society. I've noticed though that oor Lordy Melvyn is increasingly slurring his words and stumbling over his speech. Schlurring, even. I trust there'll be none of that tonight.