Okay - so this afternoon I went for my 20th swim of the season - which apparently puts me on a par with the two PRINCES in terms of a 'ROYAL' status and so I was really pushing the boat out - and pushed it even further by taking my screwdriver with me to dig some of the RUBBERY FOAM out of the top two steps...just to 'show' that nobody upon the networks ever wants to have to be forced to participate in this sick 13TH ONE ill cult game again.

The two PRINCES apparently capitulated and sent a 'circular' to the MASONS in relation to the fact, that they had decided not to do it again. So who knows?

The MILITARY MASONS and other bodies - replied in the main, with a 'it doesn't matter what you do now - we have had enough of you - watch your step'.

Anyway, as I was swimming an older woman came to watch the swimmers from the promenade...now, RIMINGTON had told me that she would do so, if I got this far in the ill cult game but upon closer inspection...I realised that COLLIE or somebody else...had sent along a GREAT TANTE EMILIE lookalike...for emphasis I suppose...TANTE FISHERMAN...

As I was cycling past her towards CLACTON...she gave me a big smile and a vigorous nod of the head.