Thats a defensive weapon that is. A year passed. Winter changed into Spring. Spring changed into Summer. Summer changed back into Winter. And Winter gave Spring and Summer a miss and went straight on into Autumn. Until one day... Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system. Here's one -- nine pence. No, you're not -- you'll be stone dead in a moment. He killed my auntie! [yelling] No, it's not in my idiom! I must escape more....(sigh) You don't suppose he meant the Camauuuugh? By what name are you known? Oooh! [splat]