I clap my hands at the card.<br/><br/>"Ooh. In your beak, Robbie! Look, I'm now officially an owned and validated part of JR Imperial Enterprises, and not in edible form either! Perquisites, see! Opposable things!!"<br/><br/>I hug Jaclyn.<br/><br/>"Um, St Kitts sounds nice, and I'll be there when you don't have Robbie to ruffle, 25/7."<br/><br/>I frown slightly, something's wrong with that.<br/><br/>"I also do maths!"<br/><br/>Rugby returns.<br/><br/>"Welsh pitchforks are dangerous. Hugh risk of impalement and daffodils. Shame a ref decision proved pivotal, but France are good this year. Wales aren't quite on it."