Back in the old days of doctors on call, and nowt else. I was wee'un and it was snowing and it was 2 am. or thereabouts, and 10 miles to a cottage hospital, only one phone in the village [ours] and my parents put in call, as I was doubled up in pain [wot did I know, it 'urt] so an hour later at about 3 am in the dark, the pain subsides and then who walks in , the family doctor fully unrested, and my poor parents were apologising. He the Doc Says 'just like a kid', 'twas the days one paid by barter. [ He liked goose.] So now I can feel for your making fellow road users taking time out of their busy skedule to let yer get to place of want in breathtaking time. only to? dungbeetle