Pat.

No Moore.
OK, bad joke, but every line of the above scribble was delivered with a fondness associated with those whose memory make up the fibre of one's past. Can't imagine someone of his English eccentricities being allowed a break in front of the BBC's cameras today. Heard a magnificent poem on the radio this evening  by the great Murray Lachlan Young, eulogising Patrick Moore. Very funny. If I discover a link to it then I'll post it here...