T'anks, Chawlie....And, heh-heh, I learnt me some new spelling about you: When I grew up with words, Charles was shortened to Chas....But t'anks to a Forumite, I learnt me annuder spelling: Chaws! Consider me slayed!
But, again, Cha, Char, er, Chawlie t'anks for the news about Frank: And here's hoping that, if'n he's up there at Presby Hawspital as I was, he'll put a demand on the kitchen Krewe to, Medics permitting, put some Basil and some Dandelions and some Kale and some other salad-y Stuff and Thangs for him, with a side of Buffalo Wings! Oh. and some horseradish also: By golly, that'll have him up and about trying to hoe his way outta dere. (Pssst. But ax him to close the back of that gown: Pshaw!. Wouldn't want our tender eyes to see
no --- For shame, Ben! -- furrows!)...God Speed for the guidance of the surgeon's scalpel!