(Sorry, off again!) anno - Shakespeare, not Wordsworth; Lear:
"Half way down
Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade!
Methinks he seems no bigger than his head:
The fishermen that walk upon the beach
Appear like mice."
Now off to lie down in darkened room...no I'm not - last time I said that it turned into a drunken orgy bit of a party. [ smile]
You must be old if you have a purse or a wallet.
What was the name of the corner shop you went to as a child?





