Lawks & Lummee, That's a wrong un and no mistake

As you have probably gathered (well anyone who has read more than two of my blarts) the title doesn't always align to the post, such is the way with these things.
Todays weather is lovely, so lovely in fact that as we have a slack period ahead our Soup has ventured forth toward the best place onboard the SS Dodgey Sausage (namely the heli deck) to absorb some vitamin D and to generally perk up his mood (good thing too some might say) I, on the other hand, have opted to stay here in my fort holding mode (just in case any disaster rears its ugly head) and type a small addition to this, the sporadic ramblings of Moi.
Much more than this I cannot expand upon without dulling down the events so crucial to your attention span, dear reader (I put this in the singular because usually there is only one of you, it stays pertinent however, because the reader is singular whatever the size of group he/she is in due to the execution of the act of reading is through ones eyes (apologies to braille readers) and is thus a singular event). (Logic)
And on that note I will abandon you till the next flow of complete bollocks.