It's Christmas over here now...

[Colin KC]

... So, happy holidays guys

[Martyn]

where?

[Martyn]

I wonder if Santa plots his deliveries according to international timezone? Hmmm!

[Chuck Burrows]

To me mates - Merry Xmas and

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
and the rains fall soft upon your fields
So until we finally meet,
May your blades stay for ever sharp and -
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.

Chuck

[Gene]

Hi Colin and Martyn -

I'm looking for a British knife afficionado, who would be willing, at my expense, to take a taxi - or whatever - over to the BERKSHIRE ARCHAEOLOGICAL SOCIETY, and buy a copy of a particular article, out of their JOURNAL, and send it to me.

I'm gettin' NOWHERE, dealing with them from across the pond!

But it's a very, very long story.

So, if either of you lives near jolly old London Town, and if I can talk you into it, please drop me a line on my personal email.

Thank you!

Gene