I know, It's sartorial elegance, but it does the trick. Yeah the rugs are from the Warehouse and not exactly Kashmir, but who cares. It's pissing down outside and there's a warning about more wind and rain. Hell, I'm not going outside. If I need a wee-wee, I shall just have to hold it until morning when I can go for a walk and use the street. Just in case you think this is Neil; think again. It's Perdy. Yum, those chicken necks were nice for dinner. Now----what's next? Oh hell, I'm not getting up.