Sorry mates. My earlier post about sausage was intended as a bit of harmless Friday night silliness, in a thread that was becoming increasingly anarchic. Seems I came over a bit of a tit! Seriously, though, as a bit of an old fluffy, I have given handmade belgian choccies, the odd single rose bloom, and to one regular, my own compilation cd of bonking music. I don't expect anything in return, but it makes for a bit of an icebreaker, and hope I might be remembered as a nice bloke despite my distinctly unmemorable physique!