Sorry to be so late milady but the electrics went doolally tapp. Missed the race. Drier blew up. No hot water. No lap top, TV, radio, kettle, toaster. Thankfully son within screaming distance (mobile phone),lifted a switch and behold power was restored. However the drier has gone to the great celestial scrapheap, leaving the flat looking like a tart's boudoir, draped with undies.
Have something for the riffle (if not too late?) Jar of celery salt. Excellent with tomato juice and quails' eggs. Oh! and a knitting pattern for a baby elephant.