Hehe - if we turn the Nat. Grim off here all it means is that no one can have a hot shower. Ergo - no change at all as we are all dirty b*stards! (present Mrs Frotter excluded - she only likes to bathe in deep Lard heated suds...

)
Great idea though. Perhaps i could find some army surplus arc lamps up the tip to lance great Lard powered fingers of light into the
dark night sky. 'Put that light out!

Dont you know theres a war on terror on!?'
