Sacre-bleu;
you mob do go on.
Reminds me of a story of a previous employee, now departed this pleasant planet.
At a bush horse event he was, just a few short years ago with his family.
He, had had a few the night before, woke up feathery, his wife woke up quite a bit more feathery.
She chipped, at some damm thing, he who was cooking brekky, threw the brekky over her.
She got up - made a speech - and left.
He was asked, by my mate, "Goddamm Stump what on earth didja do that for?"
Stump replies, 'Buggered if I know, won't change anything. She likes making speeches, I continually run royals.'
de-ja-vu.
L&L, you didn't listen to Shy Torque, I suggest you listen to SP this thread is on a short leash, I reckon.
cheers tet