You can share my overdraft.There's lots of mercury in Tuna, and I suspect it was responsible for my dilated pupils and paranoia which made me attack frozen chicken thighs in Spar. Plus their nets are cruel. So I had mackerel in a small tin which give instant euphoria and celestial calm, a certainty that my overdraft was in the bag. I smiled at the cashier and fanned mackerel his way and he paled and said "How much?"
Glad you're feeling better @Happy Lady. You're among friends here, and let me know how you get on with the mackerel fillets in olive oil. x
But but I'm like the late Queen and never have anything to do with money, but I can contribute an old florin and sixpence towards your cause.
Blimey, and I thought Cinny loved me, when all she wants is me brass. Quick Jeeves, hide the silver before she sees it.