Today's poet

toasted hot-cross buns
the breakfast of champions
cinnamon scented

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Originally Posted by Derby Tup

toasted hot-cross buns
the breakfast of champions
cinnamon scented

:cool:

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Have a great day DT. Trotting those bogs. Just remember the best way not to sink is to never put your feet down for long! :)

Well then Harry what do you think of the plan to get the F.P.S. through as first team. Are you trained up enough.

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Originally Posted by Derby Tup

toasted hot-cross buns
the breakfast of champions
cinnamon scented

:cool:

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That sounds like the best breakfast. Porridge and syrup for me but maybe I'll nip off and buy some hot cross buns for tomorrow! Hope you had a brilliant run.

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Originally Posted by Herakles

D.T. Absolutely it's for inspiration so when i am training hard getting faster losing more weight and i hurt i only have to think about the labours of hercules and i have it easy and also what a great athlete he was so inspirational that way. I have my game head on. No more messing about.

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Glad to see you are reborn Tri! Was a little worried for a while but should have known that you can't keep a good man down. I'm perking up too. The aches and pains have subsided a lot and it wasn't that much worse than after running the marathon! Going to try a gentle run out later.

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Originally Posted by Herakles

Well then Harry what do you think of the plan to get the F.P.S. through as first team. Are you trained up enough.

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I can do my bit. The rest is down to you! :)

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Originally Posted by Hes

That sounds like the best breakfast. Porridge and syrup for me but maybe I'll nip off and buy some hot cross buns for tomorrow! Hope you had a brilliant run.

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I live off hot cross buns all year round. Love them!

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Originally Posted by Hes

Glad to see you are reborn Tri! Was a little worried for a while but should have known that you can't keep a good man down. I'm perking up too. The aches and pains have subsided a lot and it wasn't that much worse than after running the marathon! Going to try a gentle run out later.

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I'm glad you are getting back on track again. Hope you have a good run. :)

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Originally Posted by Stolly

Eff that for a game of soldiers
Run the hills rather than race
Become one with mountains
Rather than whiz through without a trace

;) :rolleyes:

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My sentiments exactly - nice one Stolly - thanks:)

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

The king is dead; long live the king.

It took me two days, but I've just sussed what's going on. I'm glad you're not going anywhere.

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Look, I know I'm a bit slow (running and cognitively:D) and I'm just catching-up (story of my life... (Please read in Marvin the paranoid android voice)) on recent posts, but is Tri now Herakles???

Does that mean no more of Matt's brill poems, (rhyming couplets etc.!!!). Or does that mean we can look forward to a new style too :)?

Why is it that when you've just got used to something they go and change the bloomin' world, again- I don't know....bloody change, and, while I'm in gripe mode, I hate that phrase 'making a difference' - what if you don't want a difference, hey???:(

All this bloomin' change has put me into Sylvia mood...and how apposite is this one?


An Appearance

The smile of iceboxes annihilates me.
Such blue currents in the veins of my loved one!
I hear her great heart purr.

From her lips ampersands and percent signs
Exit like kisses.
It is Monday in her mind: morals

Launder and present themselves.
What am I to make of these contradictions?
I wear white cuffs, I bow.

Is this love then, this red material
Issuing from the steele needle that flies so blindingly?
It will make little dresses and coats,

It will cover a dynasty.
How her body opens and shuts-
A Swiss watch, jeweled in the hinges!

O heart, such disorganization!
The stars are flashing like terrible numerals.
ABC, her eyelids say.

Pursuit

There is a panther stalks me down:
One day I'll have my death of him;
His greed has set the woods aflame,
He prowls more lordly than the sun.
Most soft, most suavely glides that step,
Advancing always at my back;
From gaunt hemlock, rooks croak havoc:
The hunt is on, and sprung the trap.
Flayed by thorns I trek the rocks,
Haggard through the hot white noon.
Along red network of his veins
What fires run, what craving wakes?

Insatiate, he ransacks the land
Condemned by our ancestral fault,
Crying: blood, let blood be spilt;
Meat must glut his mouth's raw wound.
Keen the rending teeth and sweet
The singeing fury of his fur;
His kisses parch, each paw's a briar,
Doom consummates that appetite.
In the wake of this fierce cat,
Kindled like torches for his joy,
Charred and ravened women lie,
Become his starving body's bait.

Now hills hatch menace, spawning shade;
Midnight cloaks the sultry grove;
The black marauder, hauled by love
On fluent haunches, keeps my speed.
Behind snarled thickets of my eyes
Lurks the lithe one; in dreams' ambush
Bright those claws that mar the flesh
And hungry, hungry, those taut thights.
His ardor snares me, lights the trees,
And I run flaring in my skin;
What lull, what cool can lap me in
When burns and brands that yellow gaze?

I hurl my heart to halt his pace,
To quench his thirst I squander blook;
He eats, and still his need seeks food,
Compels a total sacrifice.
His voice waylays me, spells a trance,
The gutted forest falls to ash;
Appalled by secret want, I rush
From such assault of radiance.
Entering the tower of my fears,
I shut my doors on that dark guilt,
I bolt the door, each door I bolt.
Blood quickens, gonging in my ears:

The panther's tread is on the stairs,
Coming up and up the stairs.


Yes Sylia could have been refering to me when she wrote...
"On fluent haunches, keeps my speed" (as if!!!).:D

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Originally Posted by Mossdog

Pursuit

There is a panther stalks me down:
One day I'll have my death of him;
His greed has set the woods aflame,
He prowls more lordly than the sun.
Most soft, most suavely glides that step,
Advancing always at my back;
From gaunt hemlock, rooks croak havoc:
The hunt is on, and sprung the trap.
Flayed by thorns I trek the rocks,
Haggard through the hot white noon.
Along red network of his veins
What fires run, what craving wakes?

Insatiate, he ransacks the land
Condemned by our ancestral fault,
Crying: blood, let blood be spilt;
Meat must glut his mouth's raw wound.
Keen the rending teeth and sweet
The singeing fury of his fur;
His kisses parch, each paw's a briar,
Doom consummates that appetite.
In the wake of this fierce cat,
Kindled like torches for his joy,
Charred and ravened women lie,
Become his starving body's bait.

Now hills hatch menace, spawning shade;
Midnight cloaks the sultry grove;
The black marauder, hauled by love
On fluent haunches, keeps my speed.
Behind snarled thickets of my eyes
Lurks the lithe one; in dreams' ambush
Bright those claws that mar the flesh
And hungry, hungry, those taut thights.
His ardor snares me, lights the trees,
And I run flaring in my skin;
What lull, what cool can lap me in
When burns and brands that yellow gaze?

I hurl my heart to halt his pace,
To quench his thirst I squander blook;
He eats, and still his need seeks food,
Compels a total sacrifice.
His voice waylays me, spells a trance,
The gutted forest falls to ash;
Appalled by secret want, I rush
From such assault of radiance.
Entering the tower of my fears,
I shut my doors on that dark guilt,
I bolt the door, each door I bolt.
Blood quickens, gonging in my ears:

The panther's tread is on the stairs,
Coming up and up the stairs.


Yes Sylia could have been refering to me when she wrote...
"On fluent haunches, keeps my speed" (as if!!!).:D

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Wow! This is brilliant. Cheers Mossdog. I enjoyed your other posts too and I am so glad to see someone besides me having a whinge!;) You go for it!!

Here's one for you Mossy!

Changes

We sometimes say we need a change,
As a change is good as a rest
But often fail to ponder
If change is for the best.

When we feel change will do the trick
And it’s time for a change,
Do we really stop to think
And have a frank exchange?

For “change, for change’s sake” can mean
That, as our rooms have faded,
When we change the wallpaper,
The furniture looks jaded.

And if we change too many things
In way, or shape, or form
Then constant need to change occurs
And change becomes the norm.

And change becomes our mentor
As change succeeds each change
And every changeless constant
That stays unchanged seems strange.

And so, if you’re sore tempted
To spawn unneeded change,
Just change your mind and see that you
Don’t change it, for a change.

C Richard Miles

Whingeing and moaning is could for you, i have a friend who moans for England, once he's had a good whinge and moan he's the happiest person i know, keeps nothing inside, lets it all out...........................bloody hard work listening to him though!!!

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

Whingeing and moaning is could for you, i have a friend who moans for England, once he's had a good whinge and moan he's the happiest person i know, keeps nothing inside, lets it all out...........................bloody hard work listening to him though!!!

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Agreed :D

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

Whingeing and moaning is could for you, i have a friend who moans for England, once he's had a good whinge and moan he's the happiest person i know, keeps nothing inside, lets it all out...........................bloody hard work listening to him though!!!

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Ha ha...it is true that a moan can really be a good moan sometimes. My friend and I go biking once a week (if we can) and we spend the first half moaning and griping about anything that is bugging us and the second half saying how lucky we are as we fly down hills and admire the countryside. We call it our bike therapy and we always come back really happy.

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Originally Posted by Hes

Ha ha...it is true that a moan can really be a good moan sometimes. My friend and I go biking once a week (if we can) and we spend the first half moaning and griping about anything that is bugging us and the second half saying how lucky we are as we fly down hills and admire the countryside. We call it our bike therapy and we always come back really happy.

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That's great. I always try and make sure that my being positive always outweighs the moaning. But that is something I've had to make a conscious effort to do. It just seems wrong sometimes, excersising and moaning. It never lasts long does it. :)

That's fantastic Mossy

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Originally Posted by Mossdog

Pursuit

There is a panther stalks me down:
One day I'll have my death of him;
His greed has set the woods aflame,
He prowls more lordly than the sun.
Most soft, most suavely glides that step,
Advancing always at my back;
From gaunt hemlock, rooks croak havoc:
The hunt is on, and sprung the trap.
Flayed by thorns I trek the rocks,
Haggard through the hot white noon.
Along red network of his veins
What fires run, what craving wakes?

Insatiate, he ransacks the land
Condemned by our ancestral fault,
Crying: blood, let blood be spilt;
Meat must glut his mouth's raw wound.
Keen the rending teeth and sweet
The singeing fury of his fur;
His kisses parch, each paw's a briar,
Doom consummates that appetite.
In the wake of this fierce cat,
Kindled like torches for his joy,
Charred and ravened women lie,
Become his starving body's bait.

Now hills hatch menace, spawning shade;
Midnight cloaks the sultry grove;
The black marauder, hauled by love
On fluent haunches, keeps my speed.
Behind snarled thickets of my eyes
Lurks the lithe one; in dreams' ambush
Bright those claws that mar the flesh
And hungry, hungry, those taut thights.
His ardor snares me, lights the trees,
And I run flaring in my skin;
What lull, what cool can lap me in
When burns and brands that yellow gaze?

I hurl my heart to halt his pace,
To quench his thirst I squander blook;
He eats, and still his need seeks food,
Compels a total sacrifice.
His voice waylays me, spells a trance,
The gutted forest falls to ash;
Appalled by secret want, I rush
From such assault of radiance.
Entering the tower of my fears,
I shut my doors on that dark guilt,
I bolt the door, each door I bolt.
Blood quickens, gonging in my ears:

The panther's tread is on the stairs,
Coming up and up the stairs.


Yes Sylia could have been refering to me when she wrote...
"On fluent haunches, keeps my speed" (as if!!!).:D

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I had a fantastic run yesterday. Benson Knott is an unassuming hill above Kendal, but because it is on its own has great views of the Lakes, Howgills, Dales and Morecambe Bay. As I turned at the top I realised that Kendal was covered in a sea of cloud whilst all the tops were still in sun. It was a fabulous temperature inversion. A beautiful sight.

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

That's great. I always try and make sure that my being positive always outweighs the moaning. But that is something I've had to make a conscious effort to do. It just seems wrong sometimes, excersising and moaning. It never lasts long does it. :)

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I try and be positive as well but everyone needs a moan now and again and it is just getting the balance right so as not to bore or bring anyone else down with you I think. Negativity can be really wearing.

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

I had a fantastic run yesterday. Benson Knott is an unassuming hill above Kendal, but because it is on its own has great views of the Lakes, Howgills, Dales and Morecambe Bay. As I turned at the top I realised that Kendal was covered in a sea of cloud whilst all the tops were still in sun. It was a fabulous temperature inversion. A beautiful sight.

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Sounds gorgeous! You are lucky. Bit better than my misty six miles but I was just testing the waters and tomorrow I tackle some hills.

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Originally Posted by Hes

I try and be positive as well but everyone needs a moan now and again and it is just getting the balance right so as not to bore or bring anyone else down with you I think. Negativity can be really wearing.

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You are quite right. It is a delicate balance isn't it. You see some people who appear so chipper all the time, that you know they just must explode now and again in private. But whingers are wearing. I've struggled over the years to get the balance right, but I'm slowly getting there. A good winge can be healthy now and again. :) It is a case of just sharing it with the right person sometimes.

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Originally Posted by Hes

Sounds gorgeous! You are lucky. Bit better than my misty six miles but I was just testing the waters and tomorrow I tackle some hills.

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It was just one of those lucky times. An hour earlier or later and I would have missed it. Have fun tomorrow up your hill. I'm glad there doesn't seem to be any lasting damage.

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Originally Posted by Hes

Here's one for you Mossy!

Changes

We sometimes say we need a change,
As a change is good as a rest
But often fail to ponder
If change is for the best.

When we feel change will do the trick
And it’s time for a change,
Do we really stop to think
And have a frank exchange?

For “change, for change’s sake” can mean
That, as our rooms have faded,
When we change the wallpaper,
The furniture looks jaded.

And if we change too many things
In way, or shape, or form
Then constant need to change occurs
And change becomes the norm.

And change becomes our mentor
As change succeeds each change
And every changeless constant
That stays unchanged seems strange.

And so, if you’re sore tempted
To spawn unneeded change,
Just change your mind and see that you
Don’t change it, for a change.

C Richard Miles

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Cheers Hes - I enjoyed that very much. As I live in Co.Durham, the County's 'mission statement' (vomit) is "making a difference where you live" !!!! Well they can bloomin' well ****-off! I like it just fine as it is, thank you. And who asked them anyway? Rant over:D

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

I had a fantastic run yesterday. Benson Knott is an unassuming hill above Kendal, but because it is on its own has great views of the Lakes, Howgills, Dales and Morecambe Bay. As I turned at the top I realised that Kendal was covered in a sea of cloud whilst all the tops were still in sun. It was a fabulous temperature inversion. A beautiful sight.

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I've just been up my local hill. Beamsley Beacon has views up into Wharfedale, over to Ilkley Moor and as far as Boulsworth and Pendle. It was misty today but the grouse, Swaledales and a lone guy on a mountain bike were good company :cool:

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

It was just one of those lucky times. An hour earlier or later and I would have missed it. Have fun tomorrow up your hill. I'm glad there doesn't seem to be any lasting damage.

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Cheers HHH. No lasting damage, just an interesting palette of colours in unexpected places and I imagine the wincing everytime I see a stone wall will fade with time.:rolleyes:

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Originally Posted by Mossdog

Cheers Hes - I enjoyed that very much. As I live in Co.Durham, the County's 'mission statement' (vomit) is "making a difference where you live" !!!! Well they can bloomin' well ****-off! I like it just fine as it is, thank you. And who asked them anyway? Rant over:D

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You've really got the bit between your teeth this afternoon haven't you Mossy! Loved the Plath :)

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Originally Posted by Hes

Cheers HHH. No lasting damage, just an interesting palette of colours in unexpected places and I imagine the wincing everytime I see a stone wall will fade with time.:rolleyes:

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Oh dear. You frequent the wrong part of the world to have a phobia of stone walls! :eek: I'm sure, like the bruises, that will fade too.

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Originally Posted by Derby Tup

:)

I've just been up my local hill. Beamsley Beacon has views up into Wharfedale, over to Ilkley Moor and as far as Boulsworth and Pendle. It was misty today but the grouse, Swaledales and a lone guy on a mountain bike were good company :cool:

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I know Beamsley Beacon, nice spot. Sounds like a good run.

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

I had a fantastic run yesterday. Benson Knott is an unassuming hill above Kendal, but because it is on its own has great views of the Lakes, Howgills, Dales and Morecambe Bay. As I turned at the top I realised that Kendal was covered in a sea of cloud whilst all the tops were still in sun. It was a fabulous temperature inversion. A beautiful sight.

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Wow HHH, that sounded great. I picked the best day for the w/e for a long run too. Garrigill, to Cross Fell to Great Dunn to Knock Fell and onto Meldon, then back along Trout Beck, via Tyne Head to Garrigill - 22.68 according to mapmyrun. And there was so much pristine hard-packed runnable snow - it was Arctic in appearance but warm enough for shorts! And all to my very own. Inspiring?:D

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Originally Posted by Mossdog

Wow HHH, that sounded great. I picked the best day for the w/e for a long run too. Garrigill, to Cross Fell to Great Dunn to Knock Fell and onto Meldon, then back along Trout Beck, via Tyne Head to Garrigill - 22.68 according to mapmyrun. And there was so much pristine hard-packed runnable snow - it was Arctic in appearance but warm enough for shorts! And all to my very own. Inspiring?:D

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What a great day. My risotto is done, so I'll be back later. Who says that guys can't miltitask? I can post and stir at the same time!

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Originally Posted by Derby Tup

You've really got the bit between your teeth this afternoon haven't you Mossy! Loved the Plath :)

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Thanks DT - feeling much more tranquil now:D:D:D

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Originally Posted by Mossdog

Wow HHH, that sounded great. I picked the best day for the w/e for a long run too. Garrigill, to Cross Fell to Great Dunn to Knock Fell and onto Meldon, then back along Trout Beck, via Tyne Head to Garrigill - 22.68 according to mapmyrun. And there was so much pristine hard-packed runnable snow - it was Arctic in appearance but warm enough for shorts! And all to my very own. Inspiring?:D

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That sounds brilliant. I'm working up to that kind of distance but have only done an 18 miler in the last month or so. How nice to have it all to yourself too and that is such a lovely part of the country.

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Originally Posted by Mossdog

Thanks DT - feeling much more tranquil now:D:D:D

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Damn! I was rather enjoying the ranting and raving :D

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Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill

What a great day. My risotto is done, so I'll be back later. Who says that guys can't miltitask? I can post and stir at the same time!

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Buon appetito!

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Originally Posted by Derby Tup

Damn! I was rather enjoying the ranting and raving :D

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Yeah, I was too! Makes a refreshing change to have a bit of a rant on here.;)

A positive moan beats a negative smile
So whinge and be happy
At least for a while

Aye up

Like the poet formerly known as Trimind I too would like to change my forum name, but don't know how to. Can someone help us out. I'm thinking of going for something a bit street and Urban:rolleyes:

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Originally Posted by neil wootton

Aye up

Like the poet formerly known as Trimind I too would like to change my forum name, but don't know how to. Can someone help us out. I'm thinking of going for something a bit street and Urban:rolleyes:

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Suggest either having a look around on user control panel or pm'ing Brett ;)