We all know they are the bane of life, but sometimes...
One has just popped up in my Mailwasher, enticingly titled "Can Wilfred come over and watch?"
I'm not sure what's happening that anybody would want to watch, but Wilfred conjures up an image of a very very ancient wizened old man. And I know don't want to induce cardiac arrest in a voyeuristic nonagenerian.
