Hey up...Young Kully when we wus your age ... durin the war .. we didn`t get where we are today by takin it steady when reading posts, we had twelve paper rounds before breakfast of cold gruel, a thirty mile walk to school in six feet of snow, after dinner of a horses shin bone we worked down pit, we wus in a eighteen inch seem wi` three feet i` watter in it, after pit we`d sweep half a dozen chimneys on`t way home, once home we had a cup o` stale watter and alf a crust of mouldy bread, our Dad would give us good whipping and sent us to bed, well it weren`t a bed it was twenty broken bottles wrapped in an old newspaper. but we was happy, tell you young`uns now and yiz don`t believe us... tek it steady .. I`ll give ya tek it steady :incazzato: