Not home yet.

[dontask_pcandy]

Well, the next time I drop my phone down the toilet as I'm being sick I'd be flattered to come back to 105 messages and international concern about my whereabouts.  Thank you greatly folks. Seriously kind you are.

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[ask_captainjack]

ANDY, your travel writing is so eloquent you could be that woman who went Under the Tuscan Sun and found a man to marry!

Don't you worry about things in Cardiff.

In your honour Torchwood is handling the occasional petty infractions of the law you coppers are supposed to handle. When we stop minor non-world-destroying crimes we do it in your name.

I was striding down the street last night and came across two hoodies trying to steal a car. Well, I said: OI MATES, STOP IT OR WOTNOT! much like you would in that situation.

They waved knives (LOL!) and threatened me, claiming they were with the Big Tony crime syndicate and that if I messed with them Big Tony would cut my balls off.

How's that for silly? I handled them both toot sweet, using the space judo I learned in the Academy.

As I put a boot on one hoodie's neck, I hollered: "Tell Big Tony PC ANDY DAVIDSON SAYS FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE!"

[dontask_pcandy]

I am honoured to be impugned so readily. Next time tell them PC 147 said so, that's Gwen's old number...

[gwen_e_cooper]

Thanks, love.

Good thing I'm armed. :o)

[ask_captainjack]

I'm pretty sure Big Tony has heard of Gwen. I'm always seeing her name and number on the wall in various loos around Cardiff!

[ask_aboutcoffee]

Cat rugs and purple skies! I'm envious, Andy, really and truly. AND you get the matches. Still, rubbish tea's a bit sad.

Cardiff's not much changed, as you can imagine, though what with this "swine flu" business it's bloody hard to get a tin of anything and the take-aways won't even sell Pork Anything anymore. Fairly depressing.

Where are you two jet-setters off to now, or do you know? Maybe there's a planet where coppers are revered as gods. You never know your luck! Hope you're keeping up the side for the Welsh out in Space And Time.

[ask_captainjack]

How envious are you on a scale of ONE to RUNNING OFF WITH THE DOCTOR?

[ask_aboutcoffee]

NOT THE TIES, JACK!

Three. Maybe. No, two. No, three, but only if I thought I could improve the beverage situation. Besides, the Doctor's gone off now, hasn't he? Even if I wanted to he's on some other planet. And I don't! Much.

(Two.)

[dontask_pcandy]

Don't split up about it, girls...

[ask_arealdoctor]

Oooh, those cat-rug things sound wonderful! Ask the Doctor if you can bring one home! We'll keep it in the Hub with the other pets. What do they eat?

[dontask_pcandy]

They sort of eat fruit, and hairy pest little mammal-like mouse things, but they were sweet.

[ask_arealdoctor]

I'd love to have one to curl up with on a cold evening. :)

[gwen_e_cooper]

So would Hart.

Think of the cat rugs. Please!

[hab318princess]

just to say I'm glad to hear you're doing fine and enjoying the trip, sounds as if your training as a copper came in handy - does that make you Handy Andy?

Enjoy the Rugby!

[dontask_pcandy]

Aha, ha ha; never heard that joke before. Fresh every time.

Thanks for the good wishes. When I've got my phone cleaned up I'll give you a call. Try rhe rugby game on my links list to while away the time.

[hab318princess]

I'm German, don't expect the humour to translate...

and NO, I've given up on the idea of understanding rugby and even 30 men in shorts is not going to change my mind!

[timeagency]

Where do you keep your 30 men in shorts? And what are they doing to change your mind that isn't working?

If there were 30 men in shorts here I know what I'd be doing with them. Changing my mind isn't part of the scenario. LOL!

But Jenny says I'd have to share. Picture frownie face here. (Although Jenny is so cute she doesn't detract at all from the fantasy, does she?)