Highdely ho, ship mates.
You may have noticed I've been away a bit recently. That's because I've been on a Japanese whaling ship, learning the finer arts of sushi.
I can now even do those little bits of raw fish with the crumbly rice piled up on top.
Any road up, if I have my menu this year as mainly raw stuff, I won't need the fryer. However, I'm not sure whether my french punters will go for that kind of thing, seeing as they predominantley only eat bits of frog and goose livers.
So, I understand there may be an opportunity to ponce some good old 240 volts from the Dutch chaps (do they eat sushi?). That way, I can bring the van with the fryer (remind me to do an oil change) and not have to worry about a generator.
I dropped into Office World a couple of days ago and have managed to knock up some flyers (not low ones though) and have my trusty MB pass from 1978.
Therefore, can Ricky and his pals make some space for me in the Hairy Triangle (I think I've got that right), as I intend to arrive on Sunday afternoon.
This year, I'll be joined by Captain Haddock.
Don't forget to splice the mainbrace.
Felix