From Richard Griffiths
Further to the lead letter in last week's issue, I can categorically reassure Bill Aspinall and all other readers that there is less chance of me appearing in these pages dressed only in my Y-fronts than there is of Kylie suddenly sprouting a pair of 42″ Hooters.
Which reminds me of an old joke, “How do you get from Bristol to Bristol? InterTitty”.
Oh dear, Editor, you must put an immediate stop to all this drivel.
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