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go on sale here in seven days.

or even here if you look

what happens if you don't look - are they still on sale?

no

. perfect

probably not, but we are thinking about it, it does seem to be a bit too much in the way of crusty line up... and its a very long way for us to come, if Nix goes then we shall, as we wont have a good enough excuse !

Paddy had been drinking at his local Dublin pub all day and most > of the night celebrating St Patrick's Day. > > Mick, the bartender says, " You'll not be drinking anymore tonight > Paddy. > > Paddy replies, "OK Mick, I'll be on my way then." > > Paddy spins around on his stool and steps off. He falls flat on his > face. "Shoite" he says and pulls himself up by the stool and dusts > himself off. > > He takes a step towards the door and falls flat on his face, "Shoite, > Shoite!" > > He looks to the doorway and thinks to himself that if he can just > get to the door and some fresh air he'll be fine. He belly crawls > to the door and shimmies up the door frame. He sticks his head > outside and takes a deep breath of fresh air, feels much better > and takes a step out onto the sidewalk and falls flat on his face. > > "Bi'Jesus... I'm fockin' focked," he says. > > He can see his house just a few doors down, and crawls to the door, > hauls himself up the door frame, opens the door and shimmies inside. He > takes a look up the stairs and says "No fockin' way". He crawls up the > stairs to his bedroom door and says "I can make it to the bed." > > He takes a step into the room and falls flat on his face. He says "Fock > it" and falls into bed. > > The next morning, his wife Jess comes into the room carrying a cup of > coffee and says, "Get up Paddy. > Did you have a bit to drink last night?". > > Paddy says, "I did Jess. I was fockin' pissed. But how'd you know?" > > "Mick phoned, . . . You left your wheelchair at the pub."