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Lol Shirley...You remind me of myself when I worked for Kays in Droitwich..Oh the days..It was like an addicts dream with fellow addicts taking in turns to bring in 2X 1/2G and straight to the bogs for a toot but people must have thought I had non-stop diahorrhia after the non-stop flushing to dowse the rustling of the foil..Lol..It must of stunk like a smoked cod shop up there at the time..but you dont give a fuck when your getting rid of the old rattle! NO TOOT = NO WORK LOL...Oh the days!! Nothing still this way! I aint chancing another lost tenner! THANK GOD 4 THE MEF thats what I say!