Don't worry about it...just think that 20 years ago you were on your grifter and in another twenty you will have magpies pecking at your head as the family dance like bobbles on the sock of a new born albanian mountain infant...land of the thunder eagles indeed.
WARNING! You are all becoming infected with this Scrof lunacy. Ther is more than one Scrofula, there is a whole army of them working in shifts 24/7, in a disused Yorkshire coal mine. Their mission is to sap the will and break the sanity of the populace, thus making it more ammenable to the dictats of Uncle Gordon. Your only defence is to turn of your computer and do something instead.
Even you know the plan! Damn....we might have to leave the tortoise now but I'm blown if I'm going to leave my gramophone behind...save my gramaphone! Anyway gents, we need to claw some time back now, we might have to wing it, if you can fir this up the pecking order you'll get a feather in your collective cap.