by Takeo De Meter
Everybody who ever wrote something about Landies must have handled this subject at least once and all have reached, more or less, the same conclusions. So why bother on a rainy and cold Sunday afternoon ? Becaused of bored stiff ? Nah. Mainly because my loving wife threatened to slap me with a wet floor mop if she would not hear my keyboard cracking RIGHT NOW. So what does a decent guy do under such a threat ? Ya guessed it: get on with it. So here goes. (grrr).
