Now girls! This is all getting a bit out of hand. The Seri Centre (note sp.) is a haunt I know well and if all you girls start queuing up outside the cottage and get arguing whether you are on the ground or first floor, you know what will happen, don't you? Those nice security guards who are not unknown to enjoy a little how's-yer-father in their uniforms themselves will get out their Araldite and plug up the holes. The Seri Centre is the last bastion of glory-holing to remain relatively untouched. If you all gone on like this and swarms of you stand outside bitching to see whose turn it is next, it will quickly become just another fond memory.

Discretion is the better part of Vim (or in the case of Looby - antiseptic wipes).