Whilst I understand all the anxieties about steering and phoning or eating, even the sloppiest of sandwiches, I plead guilty to the crime of steering with a bee down my bra!
I suppose the real crime, against humanity, was that I had to strip my shirt off in full view of the older gents and their lady wives in the boat behind. I did apologise first, they woz warned. I also made a complete dog's breakfast of getting into the lock, it would have been a motorway pile up for sure. Oh, and the bee-you-double-G got me, but only just before I squished it. Megapixie Nb extenuating circumstance [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
