Originally posted by cliff Hold a minute I am just doing up my zip so that I too can beat a hasty retreat just like Pharoah, but rather then running away from a woman in trouble who should have had the sense to keep her knickers on, I am running from a wet patch of daisies in the garden of an old dear who...just like Vets.....has a rather large frypan and is intent on .
And as I pass the barn at a great rate of knots I spy from the corner of my eye not a but a beautiful rust red............
cheers
Cliff
(hmmmmmmmm ... spotted a new-to-you CMP didya Cliff? )