Alec Deakin, BBC weather centre, who was obviously born under the sign of the Fish has sent us continuous rain and it is forecast to see us on our way to Ghana at Peacock f**t tomorrow. I suspect we will be rantless until our return on the 17th but don't count on it as Accra has cyber caffs galore if we can only get to them.
Whatever the motivations of the kind friend who tipped off the Mail on Sunday to the long past doings of Huttonian it has done wonders for 'hits' on the blog-a record number for the new Musings and some nice fan mail as well. One bloggee implored Huttonian to carry on and I have assured him it is the intention-if I am spared.
BTW Percy, the whimsical Peacock, denies that he is figleaf of the imagination of the Mail on Sunday. Just because Huttonian cannot see him is no proof that he does not exist. That is according to a message he left on the patio late last night. He is apparently a handsome if exotic bird so Cockie and Olly, now a 'pair' again better watch their backs.
