"Mighty Führer of the Sausage Race"

I spat my coffee out when I read that sentence!
Nice one Sarge that's twice you've cheered me up. (laughs)

In other news Keith has settled for the two tins of tuna in sunflower oil offered by mediator Hobbes so hostilities are now at an end, peace in our time.

So you have a touch of Alba in your blood?
Explains the love of the old aqua vitae and I would imagine haggis.