my deepest apologies, i really didn't stop to think about all the mental trauma i might cause with my simple grammar lesson to the masses (maybe you ain't got that much to traumatise ay sunshine - every cloud as they say).

anyway be sure to wear something bright when you're queueing for that bread, and i'll try to remember to toss you some lobster shells to gnaw at or a wine cork or two to suck on if i spot you while i'm somewhere on the road between the restaurants and all those other places i'm able to go to spend my hard-earned and well-deserved (ya see i dun sum study wunce) piles of cash.

maybe you already know of the reality that there are heaps of crap, low paying jobs around that are available to anyone regardless of background or depth of knowledge or skill. you might not realise that some people- if they have the time and the wherewithal - go on from these positions to establish themselves professionally and financially; in fact some people find themselves in a reasonable position from the outset and improve from there. yet some,lamentably (as personal experience seems so cruelly to have made you aware) find themselves consigned forever to the lowest slopes of the esl sh!?heap with little to do but cast the occasional upward and fearful glance and the odd howl of despairing envy towards the just-distinguishable figures they perceive at the dizzying heights above.

perhaps i could use music as an analogy...anyone halfwit could - say - pick up a couple of sticks and bang things with them, but very few have the skill or the application to make a lasting impression...i'm definitely much too old for a career in rock and roll though.

here's looking (down) at you man...

...and don't strain your neck.

unnerstan?