"Nobody will believe this," Paul said and he's right. It's just too weird, but then sometimes somethings are just meant to be.

    So this afternoon I walked down to the main road to get my mail and there were two, count them, two parcels waiting for me. One was from Colorado, home of the most psychotronic of the Gizmonators and one came all the way from the Netherlands.

    So let's cue that great old Peaches & Herb hit from the golden days of Motown because Mortimer and Dutchie have been Reunited.

    Reunited and it feels so good
    Reunited and it's understood
    There's one perfect fit
    And sugar this one is it
    We both are so excited
    'Cuz we're reunited, yeah, yeah.

    Look, it's Motown, not Shake-freakin'-speare. Don't be looking at me that way, 'kay.

    I kind of expected there might be some awkwardness, but the two of them snuggled right up on the chesterfield and Dutchie had a great time pointing out silly stuff on Oprah. They seem to have a lot to say to each other. I think this might work out.

    So that's one lovestruck transatlantic couple reunited, eh.

    Now we gotta work on getting Ms. Outbox and Mr. Grim together, huh?