English Jon, how well I remember the day of the abduction. We were hoping for an Italian or a Greek, who come pre-herbed, or maybe a Creole with just a hint of cajun, but we ended up with a Pom without vinegar. I don't want to hurt your feelings but unfortunately your cousin tasted awful.

And fame, well - I've got a sister who was banned from night-flying in the LuftWaffe.

JG / F.M.E.