I feel I ought to point out that you couldn't hope to meet a nicer person than the delightful Mrs C. Also, her handbag is very useful - she always seems to have whatever you need. Needle and thread, plaster, paracetamol, spare £5 note, torque wrench, you name it.
It's just that the way it works is a mystery to me. It seems to do strange things to the space-time continuum.
