In reply to tlm:
See, leave some people alone for a week or two and they can out anal a scout going for his knots badge.
Now go and get Duncan another glass of wine please, leave the trainee scouts to practice their knots.
How is your semaphore?;
When I was a little wolf cub and you were a brownie,
We always remembered our good turn each day.
First it was your turn, and then it was my turn,
And life was so wonderful and carefree and gay.
Follow me, follow me,
Tonight is the night of the Jamboree.
When I was a little wolf cub and you were a brownie,
We learned all the regulations of which there were lots.
We wandered into the clover, and tried them all over,
And you did your semaphore and I did my knots.
Follow me, follow me,
Tonight is the night of the Jamboree.
When I was a little wolf cub and you were a brownie,
We did everything a wolf cub and brownie should do.
I wanted to be a boy scout so I could salute you
With three fingers vertical instead of just two.
Follow me, follow me,
We'll go to the grotto, and get slightly blotto.
To hell with the motto! Just fo-o-ollow me.