The winner of the contest is almost decided. In the meantime, there's a man who's been driving miles and miles to see you all, out of this very screen, with his very eyes. His name is Jim. or Joe. Well, actually, he isn't so sure, but that's quite all read, eh reassures me, it doesn't really matter. Do you see how happy he is? The secret to his happiness is the secret of life. Jim, or Joe, or whoever he is, found the secret out quite a few years ago, and has been has been as happy as sunflowers ever since. He tells me the secret of life, happiness, and wholeness, is to eat pickles. Loads of them. And, every friday (or tuesday, he isn't so sure) to dance on a horse. Absolutely true formula for the most happiness your tiny frame can hold. He says it's a lot of explanation, kids, but don't worry about it. Oh! His ears are calling him away, I'm sorry, I-- Where did he go? Oops, that must have been all the time he could spare. Very sorry, he didn't even say goodbye! Well, just smile and stamp your feet along with it. I bid you adieu, once more.

-Lola and Fizzy Izzy.