<tiptoes in trying not to let sleeping biddies lie> oh, neti, I sympathise with you... had to have one of those tubes stuck down my gullet a couple of years ago so they could have a look at the inside of my throat, possibly for some sort of horror movie, but when it was about halfway down I panicked and told him to take it out. He was very cross with me, which I met with icy disdain, forbearing to point out who paid his wages...
My weekend abroad was fab, a full-blown dinner party in a 200-year-old farmhouse which our host cooked himself, and I mean single-handed - about eight courses, each with a different wine from his cellar, which is down a trapdoor in his kitchen floor. He's a very good cook, though not in that line of business at all, and a throughly enjoyable evening of eating, drinking and talking was had by all. I'm sure you can only enjoy yourself like that in France. Probably illegal in the UK (and ruinously expensive in Sweden, I imagine, Kit).
Oh dear, is everyone posting in colours now?
I really don't want to have to do it, it's taken me long enough to get to grips with overwriting links, but I also don't want to seem more of a techno-twonk than other biddies...