Ooh - I sincerely hope I haven't touched a nerve but less than a week after revealing that Finbarr was hanging around Twitter, well, the account now appears to be taken down. But I'm delighted. Why, you may well ask? Well, I don't believe it's pure coincidence that said account can no longer be reached just days after I revealed Finbarr's twitterings. So if it isn't coincidence it must surely be either he is still dropping in to observe what's going on with the Neath Ferret (and myself!) or someone else is and is feeding him the "gen". I tend towards believing the former. But I'm delighted to think that he is still getting the therapy that he has written about so many times. If he keeps tuned I can assure him of stories to come that will ensure he gets plenty more, fnaar, fnaar.

While old Finbarr is seemingly getting a bit of free therapy, I am missing out on mine with his absence. I always found his letters good for a laugh, and as they say, laughter is the best medicine. How I yearn for the tales of Goldie Fish and the feeding frenzies. Life just ain't the same without them.