Yairs mate, swunnerful as always, the great and ancient pastime of staying up on cold winter's nights watchin' the bloody ashes on the box, with Aggers and the Barnacle and Geoffrey Boycott on the wireless trying to talk up the Poms' chances. Different story in the morning but... I reckon half the blokes in Oz have got sore heads today, and it's only just bloody well started! Still, good to see a bit of fibre in the old foe. see ya Davo