I know a bloke called Giles, and I used to know a bloke called Quentin.

Both were among the least posh people I've ever met. Giles drives a wagon and Quentin is a landscape gardener who could snap you in half with minimal effort.

Wow - that isn't even interesting to *me*. Shall I press Submit? Best not to.

Posted By: Sugbad The Bad, Apr 26, 16:53:52