Rye Han has the senses of a cat, and whiskers of an equally or lesser whiskered creature. And while I'm still almost completely certain he is a figment of my imagination, I will not deny him what he deserves: a tried, tested and true testimonial. Or a poem. Or a really really short story (no ilustrations though, Sorry,… Read more

Rye Han has the senses of a cat, and whiskers of an equally or lesser whiskered creature. And while I'm still almost completely certain he is a figment of my imagination, I will not deny him what he deserves: a tried, tested and true testimonial. Or a poem. Or a really really short story (no ilustrations though, Sorry, I just don't have that kind of time!). He can perform all sorts of psychic surgery and, in fact, cured me of my own feelings cancer. He is the chief editor of The Daily Mews, and likes the same things as me (like cheese, and veneer finishes). And that's all that really matters. So I testify for this man. Do not convict him! You set him free!