funny that, init when yer a bit of a mongrel its always "thank god or luckily or thank f.ck i am only half english" whats that all about?.
So back on topic, the previous recent thread aired on the don't keep starting, this one is fairly balanced both ways: answer, whatever you wish
It could be worse I could be half Italian ......... runs round the room screaming shit! shit! shit! I am half Italian oh woe is meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I found the solution today. A 40-mile blast down the M3 to Snell's warmed the engine through nicely. Just waiting for the speeding tickets to arrive though. I noticed too late that the average speed cameras, which have been front-facing every time I've been on that stretch, had been changed for rear-facing ones. Doh!!!