sorry to hear that, Kit, sick buildings are a pain. Dinner menu consisted of chicken and fish and mushrooms and stuff, so that was just dandy NOT but I got by with a duck leg and pumpkin pie, really rather nice, and lots of Argentine wine, which more or less doubled the bill. No, I'd never make a food critic, I really have duff tastes. I was a film critic once in my very extremest youth, while still a student, for a progressive women's magazine, but that's as near as I've ever got to criticising anything, and it folded after a couple of years.