..is finally upon us, and now we begin that inexorable journey in which we shall encounter the abomination of slow but sure dwindling of the daylight hours, and the disquieting knowledge that this onerous plodding forward will ultimately end with us being spewed forth shouting and screaming into the abysmal season of Christmas Yet To Come. Blimey, that's almost dismally depressing. What will I do?...Oh, I know: skip across the field to you know where...Cheers!:)