I was halfway through the birth pains of "Are there any yellow Mudcatters", referring, of course, to the soubriquet "Yellow Belly" that surshelist types in 'Ull give us bogtrotting plainsmen of north Lincolnshire, when I realised that I pretty much know the answer. There's Oakers, the Bloke in the Corner, Banjo Fleadh, Doug Chadwick et moi, plus Ryan lurking. Unless, as Esther used to say, you know different.

Gazza