Ok ilove I'm mustering my Rescue Party from everyone south of the Watford Gap. orphan , cherin , nickel , kezia , Richtea - we need to form a pincer movement across rough northern terrain, littered with Sid's cafes selling bacon barms, pushing aside all people wearing clogs who say "right munkee" until we can eventually locate CJ. If he gets to jen in Scotland we might gonna need surgical gloves and medigowns to avoid cross-contamination. Re-group at Brize Nor-Hun for a de-brief, preferably of CJs boxers, before apportioning conjugal visits to restore his usual high standards.