Hmmmm.............Yes, they're my legs.

Apologies Ken, been away at my baby bro'swedding so haven't really had much time to sort my shit out on here; a week of mental last minute organisation, followed by a drunken soiree in 32C heat stuffed into a kilt and tweeds, several tactical shirt changes were incvolved along with the seduction of one of the brides friends - mind you I certainly wasn't as warm as all those poor sappers in their blues, snigger. Fire away I should have space in me box now.