Aaahhhh, bugger Danny, why do I read your soliloquy when the ash from the pig on't hill, burning plant emits at its strongest. Like you, I've witnessed the return of comrades, people I have known personally, and to this day there's a feeling of why not me? "Nothing in life prepares you for life" seems to me very apt. As always though, a pleasure to read your "renuntio".