nobby {L_WROTE}:
He's on top of Stenhouse collecting stone tablets.
For the new lamma Testament.
1. Thou shall not take my eyes of the path for fear of stepping on Dog shit.
2. Thus shall not covet thy neighbours poodle.
etc ,
in in the fine traditions of Pub Goers lurking on outside tables after closing time,
3. Though shalt not return Pint glasses to their rightful establishment.
Hoping someone might have seen the lost scribe in a less lofty place, it isn't going to cost him money, penal servitude or the wrath of gods to get in touch... promise! or may a thunderbolt strike down all sinners of culinary carnality.
anyone... anyone... Bueller?