Maurice's car woes.

Oh dear, Maurice. What have you been doing?

I did leave your Maserati for you in the long-stay car park at Sydney airport. Really, really. It was there. Not sure why that so-called geynius couldn't find it, eh? No excuse for nicking that truck, Muarise, none whatsoever. That'll only end badly, just mark my words. Always does.

Have to give him full marks for landing the plane, though...

Yours nuttily,
R.S.