In these Covid times BIB is really coming into its own. In more fraternal eras guests would prohibit any vigorous interrogation of the Leas’ claims of longevity but given the current restrictions and Mrs G’s recent bout of Roundhead restraint gusting sanctimoniousness, I can attest that a moon can come and go and the last squeeze of the plastic sack is as satisfying as its very first virile emission. Well bowled BIB