To Kismet Bar,Come on Nigel what were You telling myself and Martin on Saturday night,Tea in bed from Mommy,feet up in front of the Telly, evening meal,what were you saying i will help you Mom to do the washing up,what does Mom reply no its ok son you take a long earned rest youve been busy with the bar in turkey, ah shame poor lad,i bet Ians glad of the rest from pampering you, i bet your so laid back and relaxed youve fallen over backwards,i feel so sad youve got to eat, fish and chips, pork chops,pork pie,scratchings,and read the daily papers,watch itv,bbc,and you can understand people when they are talking to you in the uk,its no good ive got to go before i start to cry just thinking about how you are suffering over there.