Everyone should have a dream to carry them forward in life, and I think Oakley has picked a good one. Matter of fact, I have sort of fallen in love with the delectable Penelope R too, but I cannot even locate Twillingsgate on the most detailed map of the British Isles I can lay hands on around here, and I'm on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, so what am I to do?

There does appear to be a "Twillingate" somewhere in Newfoundland (note the missing "s"), but it is clearly NOT THE Twillingsgate that is the home to the incomparable Ms Rutledge, God protect her exquisite form! It's probably some wretched ex-fishing outport with an unemployment rate of 102%.

If I could locate the real Twillingsgate, the Twillingsgate of legend and lore, I would be there in a flash, Winston what's-his-hyphenated-face notwithstanding.

Alas, here I am stuck in Ontario, Canada, with a map that reveals nothing other than the fact that Goole is near Hull which is not far from South Ferriby...and a tour guide to Great Britain which contains no mention of Twillingsgate whatsoever. It's agonizing. I feel as powerless as Adrian Mole.

Oakley, I understand exactly how you must feel.

- LH