There is no proper place to put this… After I posted that picture of you in the “amorphous” hedge with your tongue out, Lucy K. sent me the tumbler picture (what do you call those?–rather like a flip book) of you flapping your tongue in and out, and I am overcome!
Stared. Made weird hoicky noise. Then laughed. Stared some more. So wonderfully silly!
Back to Clivedom: it is lovely to have these, so that the world may go on a Clivewalk. I am always impressed by how collected he appears, and how well-spoken. It must be all that practice via his earlier life in the theatre. Or maybe it is just Clive.