How horrible.
I had not heard of that, probably because ten days earlier was Hoddle Street, which is just a short drive from here. He wiles away his time in prison working out ways to continue his career as a vexatious litigant, thereby popping up in the vews often enough to keep the wound from fully healing. Parole in 2014? Somehow I think not.

Vhat would be news, vbviously.

(Chalky) You strike me as an unlikely lumberjack. The admittedly awful joke was very current at the time, as these things are.

I cycled 100 miles yesterday. Wall-clock time 8h32, time in motion (what my bike computer records) 6h58m54. Free beer at the end, then collapsed in a heap.

(Raak) V good. How many times round the cathedral was that?