Mark and I are in the midst of the equivalent of dueling banjos ... finding old songs from our pasts to torture each other with, presently using the immediacy of skype to up the ante on our our email battle.
Oh the memories.
I was cackling like a small but very wicked witch as I sent him this.
He replied with this.
However, for the moment, I think I'm ahead with this .
To quote Mark, who said, shuddering via the phone ... That one was a weapon of mass destruction. You got me.
To be continued ...
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FYI, The Onedin Line was filmed in my home town Exeter.
Lucky you, having James striding about your town.
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