Great to be back on the Cat again, finding a computer until a couple of days ago involved knowledge of scuba diving. York is reeling to say the least; we may have to move out any day because nobody knows how to drain the campus of sewage - how lovely. You'd think they'd have anticipated flooding like this, wouldn't you? Anyway, the Ouse looks like the Amazon at the moment; we've been into town to take pictures for posterity, but other than that we're sheltering until Noah comes with the ark. Thankfully, my box has just been delivered to me after a quiet week in the back of a car, so I am regaling my captive housemates with St. Anne's Reel, which Skipjack can testify I still cannot play. Carol, thanks for thinking of me, Yours in the inundation, Kit