As in things you get in your physical letterbox, not virtual reality. I just thought I'd throw this into the ring: nowadays the only junk mail I get is from the Times Literary Supplement and the (London) Poetry Society. Now I can't decide whether it is because my magnificent luminosity is recognised by these august bodies or because they are the only parties so cash-strapped that they'd resort to trying to filch off a pauper like me. Opinions on the space of a postcard please. Best Dave -- David Bircumshaw Website and A Chide's Alphabet http://homepage.ntlworld.com/david.bircumshaw/ The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk