*stretches and yawns luxuriously* Hmm, being at home is niiice. I can, however, report that it's basstard cold outside, but a hot chocolate hit the spot. Mr. Moos legged it to B&Q as soon as I mentioned that it might be time to wake the baby. Hmm again. Cats remain supine. Mockers, I don't think you write guff, but I've just looked up the two books you mentioned and it seems you might have been thinking of James Ellroy... But at least it shows you know your step-brother's taste! I'm about to embark on my own doorstep: David Simon's Homicide - A Year On The Killing Streets (thank you, darling). Oh all right, I'll go and wake the baby instead. Tarnation.