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If it's any consolation SIMMO, I played tennis in Gildredge Park this afternoon, 6-1, 1-6, 6-4, went to the public bog for a cheeky J Carroll Naish afterwards and someone had somehow managed to curl out a man-sized chocolate log into the frickin urinal! An act of contortion I couldn't begin to...

I don't think I could ever get bored of the 'Don't be Krul' gag favoured by some discerning types on here. It's like Brewdog's Electric India 5.2% abv Saison - a timeless classic.