Skipping past his father's beatifully inane explanation of how a parachute works ("The parachute is attached to a container on the skydivers back with a load of lines"), you get to his marvellously tactless quote at the end: "Michael is Michael and he will bounce back from it".

I think I'm going to move to the Netherlands. eeeek.

Cool! Give my regards to Captain Snort.

I dunno, you give up work to go freelance, you move country, what next?

[ISP] My money's on a move into politics.

Good lord. If I did, the country would be run along the lines of the WI. And that can be no bad thing. Thrift and jam.

[pen] Are congratulations in the offing?

[Raak] In that I've found a bloke who thinks I'll do for now, yes ;o)

(pen) V. good! I'm pleased for you.

[pen] Though my feminist side wants to know why he's not moving his windmill to London...

[CdM] Planning constraints. And the fact that he has masses of freelance work there and I have very little right now. Now all I have to do is find an English-speaking job in the Netherlands...

I was in the Netherlands last week, and very nice it is too. It seems almost everyone is bilingual (minimal), if disconcertingly sarcastic to my in my native tongue, so I suspect you shouldn't have too many worries.

But, to get you started, zeewolf seems to be catfish.