That Lord Laidlaw, he's a tragic figure with his sexual addiction. He's been struggling with it for decades he reckons. Thank god he can afford all them prostitutes in Monaco, that's all I can say about it. Imagine the state he'd be in if he couldn't? Poor bastard.
I can remember going through a similar fing meself when I was a bit younger, waking up each morning wiv an 'ard on thinking, Oh no, not again. When will I be free of this terrible curse? Lucky for me my wife, by way of her proximity, was able to put paid to it, and I've been in remission now for the best part of ten years. Touch wood.