G'morning Heather, 

 MM> As against the various imagined versions currently in vogue ?
 HL> There's a lot of fertile imaginations out there... and I keep stepping
 HL> in them every day. They're supposed to be good for Rhubarb, but
 HL> I prefer custard on mine.

Hence that song that goes "Tread softly, for you walk on my 
dreams" - although `dreams' seems to be transmutable to the 
appropiate genre of thought [hate to think of any alternative 
native to the King of Snot]...

Ah well, it seems we might be better off changing all the 
interview rooms into karoke bars...

 HL>  - Purrinoia: fear that the cat is up to something

Its certainly up to something - missed its breakfast for the first 
time in yonks...

:-))
 
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