I think Mr Micawber wins the day for me.

Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen six .. result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure, twenty pounds ought and six .. result misery. The blossom is blighted, the leaf is withered, the God of day goes down upon the dreary scene, and in short you are forever floored .. as I am.

Some things never change.

An accountant is a man who watches the battle from the safety of the hills and then comes down to bayonet the wounded.

You can't trust a woman with a pulse ... anonymous necrophiliac

My last post or association with Fiso .. the DONATE feature has really got to me.
Goodbye all.

Agreed claimer, and no expanation. A kidney perhaps.