Hallo, young Pepster: I think we're still all here, a-feudin' an' a-fightin' as usual. Your Dad is still very much missed - he'd have been in needle-sharp form with this week's big racing Festival at Cheltenham. We've got a number of new members, some of whom are (apparently) only teenagers, so pretty soon we Olde Tymers will be put out to grass.
We were all very interested to hear that the Final Furlong ran a greyhound race in honour of your Dad, with you and your family's blessing, of course. That sounded like good fun, although I believe it was near some strange, faraway place called Brum, right? The people who live there don't speak proper English, but I understand that when they make those funny yowling sounds, dogs all around run for miles. Which is why it's such a good place to put a dog track!
You must get back on here more often, and tell us what you and the Morgan Gang have been up to lately. How are Cass and John enjoying married bliss? All going well, I hope - any baby Casses on the way yet?? :blink: