For all his charms, though, he can be ham-handed.
Ultimately, though, he can reflect on a productive performance.
At Abbey House, though, he can admire the flowers while dispensing with the sarong.
No need to drive Bowser to the pound, though; he can probably do it himself.
Left to his own devices, though, he can still display a novice's grasp of government.
On it, though, he can be a fully paid-up, card-carrying member of the brat pack.
On his daily patrols, though, he can help people avoid extortionate taxi fares by taking them to hospital in emergencies.
If he plays well in the next two weeks, though, he can do much more than that.
In matchplay conditions, though, he can have his thundering meltdowns and move on without having suffered too much pain.
He admits, though, he can understand the frustration of some team bosses, as they now face the expense of redesigning their own cars so they can compete.
Equally, though, he can command an audience with his oratory.
