Lovely lads they are, they called me yesterday morning, telling me they had a few troubles at home and needed a safe haven so they could avoid the authorities for a while. They were on my doorstep when I got home from work, armed to the back-teeth with wine, flowers and some of their Shhexy's Shhpecial Falafel for dinner (try adding a bit of pancetta to the mix, you'll never look back!). I think they'll be here for a while, it'll be a tight squeeze in my little flat, but somehow it doesn't ever feel cramped in bed, the Hezbollah boys know how to treat a lady!