Morning all from Estuary-Land. Hobbling down to town today, nothing serious just new shoes and nipping into WH Smiths for a couple of magazines that are not normally stocked by the supermarkets, I might even pop into somewhere for lunch to save myself all that cooking and washing up. Sorting through a few bits and pieces yesterday I found a 'forgotten' diecast Volkswagen Golf, now where did I put that smoke unit? When I was at work I used to have annual check ups, on a voluntary basis offered by my employer. One feature was an estimate of 'body age' which in my case was always 12 to 15 years younger than my actual age. I'm not sure whether it applies now, I feel every minute of my 67 years but fortunately my disabilities are either in the appendages or otherwise well under control.