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Please excuse the cross posting. There is a tradition in Wales that anyone who spends the longest night of winter, the solstice, on Cader Idres - a mountain in South Wales - will come down either mad or a poet. Apart from the facts that the end result may be difficult to determine, the one being so close to the other, and that you would have to be a little t'eched in the first place to sleep out on a mountain in winter, apart from that - I forgot - and now I guess I have to wait another year. Merry Christmas Everyone - and a pleasant and peaceful New Year. Love to all, and lots of it. Jim Click on this link to vote for my site. http://conline.net/vote.mv?id=1780 Click on this link to visit my site. http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Academy/1127/ "Poetry is what the future makes of it." John Garner