glasfryn
cleaning up cat sick
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
They think its all over,
Oooooo that was close.
I think he is an angel ..........looking over the Albion........good omen