Recently I attened a fireworks party on a roof. (Curtesey of my parents friends!) A vicor was invited to the event, whom I had to make small talk with that evening. It turned out he was a right old character. He told us that hetaught at schools in Africa and athough he seemed ' simple' he was in fact very knowledgeable . When my mother asked if there were many snakes in Africa he responded " Only of the trouser variety me dear'. We could not look at him in the same light the entire evening, especially after he drank a bottle of wisky and was stumbeling allover the place. Later in the car he told me to put my beautiful leg aside, to make more room for him. This was this very uncomfortable for 20 minutes, but he redeemed himself by saying godbless. Thats alright then I guess.