BLUEMOMENT

The most dreadful thing happened to me last evening. I thought I'd skype the BFG but upon connection, to my dismay, I found that whilst I could hear his dulcet tones blasting into my earpieces, he couldn't hear a word I said so a bizarre conversation of Bigdaftdonald speaking and me signing ensued.
Naturally he was rude and disrespectful and I look forward to apologies being supported by liberal and generous rounds of beers being bought by him next Friday or Saturday, somewhere in the Oban area.

Yes - great conversation. Like turning off my hearing aid and just yacking incessantly until the victim crumples up and visibly pleads to be set free. As things turned out, it was no more than he deserved....

and do you by any chance know a Mr. Lockyer-Nibs?