Oops, er, sorry, I missed it. Er, I think I'm sorry I missed it. We'll have a vote on whether we want to adopt it or try and get a proper one.
(Bristolatic runs and hides in a corner wondering how he is going explain all this to his wife, who already thinks he's lost the plot.)
And, Mr Maddog, I don't cider, so there, nyerrhh.