I am the world's jammiest ****** of the moment. Was taking stuff to the local tip, next to me is a bloke sobbing and throwing ladies undergarments on the tip. Ever interested in the perversions of others, I asked him what he was about, and got treated to a diatribe about a ******* ******* bitch bitch bitch ungrateful ******* bitch bitch bitch as he put it, who'd run off with his 'best mate'. The sobbing chap was chucking away all the stuff she'd left behind. He came to a bag that rattled and wailed 'And I only just bought her these knives for her birthday'; needless to say it was 'Oh well I'll have 'em if you don't want 'em.' Got back home to find a 4" utility knife, 3" peeler, a 7" Nip-knife and an oriental oyster knife, plus magnetic sheaths for same and a rotary sharpener. Result or what? My missus has wrecked all my knives (bent and broken tips, cracked blades etc), so these are for me alone. Three cheers for wanky blokes whose women ditch them and who get all weepy about it.