Walking into work yesterday I noted a familiar looking silver car lurking outside Frankenkeith's house and a light on in the upper storeys of his palatial residence. Methinks the wanderer has returned!
Here's a warm welcome back, assuming I'm right and it wasn't just members of the household staff preparing the place for the grand return. Film club this week, if you're available, mate, usual time usual place.
We're looking forward to tales of koala bears, trouser legs and kangaroo nibbling.