Judging by a posting in this thread a few up from this one, my friend is making mischief. I think I'm going to have to nip around to his castle and sort him out. The trouble is he has got such a big moat around it to keep out all the Paperazi, and then when you get in his front door you have to suffer the wailing fanfare of 50 trumpeters between the front lobby and the kitchen. It's a hellova palava just to get to the kettle and have a cup of tea with him. And then when you go to the loo there are three maids-in-waiting ready to wipe your.......oh I don't think I'm going to go down this avenue, I think you get my drift..