Hi All, Just remembered an insolent from the past. When I was in the Scouts I went camping in Devon. I was sat in a field crossed legged with my dinner plate on my knee. As I was wearing shorts a big wasp landed on my leg. It sort of stood there looking where to go. Then it made up its mind and decided to go up my shorts. When it went out of sight I decided that was far enough. So I took aim and thump it. Needless to say the wasp had the last word. The sting went straight in, plus extra venom for good measure. The sting was very close to my groin and my leg swell up like a tennis ball. Morale of the story is. Don't go to Devon wearing shorts. Malcolm from Hyde. Cheshire. England. Skype name. malcolmbo1