"Zounds!" exclaimed the startled cephalopod, ignoring the Whale song which echoed eerily in the background. "Where have you been hiding, young Daisy?"

The Tentacled Terror From The Deep felt immensely relieved and pleasantly surprised at the reappearance of one of the Prehistoric Women. As much as the lads had been trying to carry on in their absence, the Prehistoric Women were the Heart and Soul of the whole thread afteall. That, plus the icecream looked very, very tasty.

[All nonsense aside, how are you, Mags? I am hoping life has been good to you and the roads you have travelled have been level and smooth.]