Ah, the joy of uncertainty

I’ll do that tomorrow - Graeme lives, eats, sleeps and breathes v-dubs, so I’ll bet he does remember. Playtime was the film I used for my masters degree semiotic deconstruction (oooh missus!) - sounds pompous, but it was a brilliant laugh to do - especially the scene in the glass waiting room with the seat that farts as he got up from it . Cheers, Phil