h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

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Blimey it's gone quiet here. Let's start a song - one verse at a time
Forty two thousand and forty two green bottles hanging on the wall,
Forty two thousand and forty two green bottles hanging on the wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall there'll be...

Forty two thousand and forty one green bottles hanging on the wall,
Forty two thousand and forty one green bottles hanging on the wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall there'll be...

Forty two thousand and forty green bottles hanging on the wall,
Forty two thousand and forty green bottles hanging on the wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall there'll be...

Forty two thousand and thirty nine green bottles hanging on the wall,
Forty two thousand and thirty nine green bottles hanging on the wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall there'll be...

There's only one green bottle here, and it's nearly empty

We lost count....

Forty two thousand and forty two green bottles hanging on the wall,
Forty two thousand and forty two green bottles hanging on the wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall there'll be...

Forty two thousand and forty one green bottles hanging on the wall,
Forty two thousand and forty one green bottles hanging on the wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall there'll be...

...some green bottles hanging on the wall.

(Still not back thanks to the bloody French air traffic controllers )

Bugger, we've lost count *again*!

Forty two thousand and forty two green bottles hanging on the wall,
Forty two thousand and forty two green bottles hanging on the wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall there'll be...

Forty two thousand and forty one green bottles hanging on the wall,
Forty two thousand and forty one green bottles hanging on the wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall there'll be...

...hell to pay.

Are you back yet?

Yes. *waves*

Depsite the best efforts of people determined to rule their own airspace. I dunno.

Welcome back!
*waves edge of vest*
Do you want your bedroom back now?

I got your postcard! Thanks very much, it nearly beat you.

It's on the fridge next to the one from New Zealand, where it will probably spend the next few years.

Cool! It would probably have got to you quicker if it hadn't had to go near France.

Is fords fully recovered?

Almost! She still has a cracking bruise on her arm where they spent 20 minutes trying to attach the drip though.