Hmmmm, if you believe that you can plait (braid, for our N.American, colonial chums) sawdust. Now, I wouldn't dare to be so disrespectful of our illustrious and esteemed Spinnington-Wall, so here is an image depicting the normal modus operandii of MLU which includes all the normal suspects in "off" configuration.

You will note the high-altitude Gouda-land person in one-legged resting stork mode (boots, combat, UK size 12, large) and our revered leader casually leaning on the world's only as-new and fully 11 set fitted M-C PU8/2 as if these things were two-a-penny, whilst being completely unfazed by the T212 supporting our hospitality accommodation.

Those eagle-eyed people with Constance Babbington-Smith tendencies may also observe the esteemed MLU Obergruppenführer destroying the last of one of those silencer (muffler) equipped, namby-pamby smoking sticks in a bout of cheek-puckering vacuum generation; personally I find these colonial combustible smoking facilities hugely improved by the simple expedient of wrenching off the unwarranted and unnecessary muffler bit and heaving it into the middle distance thus leaving a passable impression of an, albeit short, but semi-decent straight-through, like they should be.

R.