The Shnoz that Woz

Dearest members,

The day is upon us and what a day it is. The sun shines, the blue smoke wafts over the luscious parks. Sausages grill, glasses swill and the uproarious youth can finally thaw and resolve itself to a smelling. To quote our great London bard

“It was the best of wines, it was the worst of wines, it was the age of sloshdom, it was the age of foolishness”