I tried this out on the previous post, and it works well. Sadly, all the new comments were obsessed with ownership of huts. When nobody cares about the post-Sandra syndrome that's afflicting our poor island people, it's a sad commentary on our real-estate-obsessed times.
On a happier note, the results of the weight-gain programme are in. Since I began brewing beer in April, my body mass has increased by more than 150 grams! At this rate, I only need to keep drinking for another 17 years, and I'll be up to my fighting weight! Of course, by then the moral fibre will be too weakened to take advantage of all the admiring glances. And then there's the brewer's droop. Everything balances up in the end.