Not dissimilar to you lot, actually, but much lower on the parochial scale.

I say it is. What do you say?

Keep to the subject matter, Baxxter. We’re talking about whether or not the cure to Franco’s illness is getting laid.

One man’s potion is another man’s poison, Baxxter.

I think it’s time for your medicine now.

I am just confirming what Lawrence Gonzi had once said about him – that whatever Muscat decides, he has indeed become irrelevant.

Ah, so what you are saying here is that Franco Debono is the canary in the coal mine.

I would say that Muscat will not select him if he knows it’s going to be a close call, but will select him if the polls tell him that Labour is heading for a comfortable majority.

Trid tkun veru desperate.

I think we’ve been here before, H. P.

Men like him are no more interested in, or capable of, a good lay than they are interested in or capable of a good conversation. His sexual activity can only be the equivalent of one of his relentless monologues, which means that a rubber doll will do – or a woman who is willing to be treated like one.

It’s just mechanical. If there weren’t a law against bestiality, a canary would probably be ideal because it doesn’t even talk back or ask for a cuddle afterwards. But he’s the Law Commissioner and is perfectly placed to reform that law too.