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Nicey replies: Right I think we'll be giving those a miss from here on in.

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Nicey replies: Looks like you are right to be confused, I'm talking about the ones like a naked teacake covered in coconut. Perhaps somebody else can come up with a pun as I can't think of one either, but then it is quite late.

As for flags, as I have said before we have one for Canada because its ironic. As for anybody else, no sorry or they'll all be wanting one, I've had to turn down the Welsh for example on a number of occasions. If I had to choose an icon for Scotland I might base it on the swarm of Midges that attacked me at half past four in the morning on Rannoch Moor in 1978, as we tried to make a get away without them noticing we were up. Obviously that would be a bit too borne out of personal experience and it would just look like black dots.

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