Dave has the new job which is of Lollipop Man.

He has to stand in road wearing bright jacket and with big stick which has upon the top disc saying 'Stop -Children Crossing'  and to see little kiddiwinkles safely across road.

Worst of his job is women drivers with big 4x4 vehicles who picking up own children but nearly knocking down other people's children in mad haste to get back in time for Pilates or Yoga or whatever the silly cows do with their too much time upon their hands.

This not really job for academic man but is making his ends meet for time being. Such is dreadful economic repression in this downtrodden country.All weathers does this job require to be done in, but also have little perks. Like woman in house near school crossing who invite Dave in for hot drink and bun when he has got rid of  kids. Her name is Poppy and she also was academic but now out on arse because of cut-backs. Anyways although she is an older person what does this matter if he get his hot drink there plus some intelligent chatting. Also as English saying goes... it is often possible to have good fiddle with old violin.

I have personally oneself never watch this Mr Cox but sounds interesting when you describe. I have also never wondered why elephants don't hop or why bed bugs do not grow big as rabbit, (which would be unpleasant in extreme) but when one comes to thinking about it is indeed wonderful.

You say bigger animal live longer. Well what about tortoise which is not big but lives very long time? Of course it moves very slowly - slower than elephant - so perhaps this is reason.

Thank you for tip regarding reading through exam paper before commencing to answer question. I am all ready and set to go.

I would rather not discuss about gay people in porn industry. Perhaps you address question, when you meet him, to Sven (who is not gay, by the way)

This Mr Cox is professor? Well who is doing teaching of his students at the university while he is wandering all over world messing with strange animals?

I do not expect you to know this, Georgie, but it is important question.

I have been drinking cup of coffee while I type this post to you, and also eaten one chocolate digestive biscuit made by the firm of McVitie. Now although one criticises your English country, I am having to say that we in Sweden do not have biscuit to compare with this. I am tempted to eat two but need to watch figure so you will want to watch it when we meet. (little joke)

Anyways, must now get on with work.

It won't be long now when we meet.

Anna