Thanks Mal, oddly enough i did write that last poem about an ex. She lived in Ascot, father a chartered accountant, right bunch of toffy nosed tw*ts lol.

As for the quill and parchment, it's not that easy Mal as when i used to write my poems the words were there on the tip of my tongue, they just flowed. Nowadays i neither have the inspiration nor the steady headedness (is that a word ?), i have a vacant lot.