We (parrots and me) have not taken off yet because I am sewing purple sequins onto the bare patches caused by rough journeying in the past, such as landing in dungeons and marshes. I lost quite a few on Bodmin Moor a couple of years ago. Sorry about you people floundering around approaching Cornwall and the lighthouse. I will keep an eye out for that red flag in case I need a landing spot although we should be able to by-pass you in an instant the minute I get this sewing done and if I can find my box of sequins. I intend being circumspect this year and not show off my parts like that busty lady. (Sniff, sniff) My ball gown will be tight enough to hold in all the parts that have grown exponentionally this year. The virtual material will hold me together just like those cami- things they advertise, but moreso...colours will change constantly through the fibre-optic filaments that cover the dress and my tiara. I shall glow in magnificent form!!! A couple of purple blobs wearing little shiny black-toed boots are dancing around the room singing blaxy-bliny-bafin-gerch don't know quite what that means, I only know it is going to take ages to get those sequins off of them. They have used double-sided sticky tape. Lady Lorna of the Lit Up Lighthouse