Premature ejaculation fireworks-wise in Burnage. ...and it’ll go on to the wee hours. I feel sorry for the pets and even the nervous Hampton so in the spirit of goodwill I’ve hit him over the head with my first empty bottle of JD...he’s now sprawled on the kitchen floor out cold. Oaf went into the yard to watch the fireworks...giving me the perfect opportunity to lock him out...now, back to the wireless and more importantly...the third bottle of Jack Daniels.