Mr. Wade goes to America.

So I'm off tomorrow on my semi-annual pilgrimage to the altar of consumer choice, cheap merchandise, & poor customer service. One of these days I'll decide if I like or loathe the Us, and then I'll stop going there.
Having a wench will severly scupper my opportunities of making the most of the "British accent effect" on American women, as puddingcat's conditions on me spreading my lurve are a bit too harsh for my tastes.

On the plus side however, by buying Medisys at 10p and selling at 14 I've paid for my spending money for the weekend. Just don't tell Jenny that the stock market has tempted me back into dabbling, as she'll slap my legs and remind me of my losses when the dotcoms crashed.