<if you remember, the pair of them were tangled up with Bath University> Now here's a thing! We have a little bloke on this forum, he lives in Bristol in a very large house. Several years ago, he allowed me to sleep in his first floor office on a quite comfortable spread. BUT!! During an exploratory - and stealthy - tour of his imposing and semi dark property, I came across a heavily padlocked door. I heard breathing, which appeared to be interrupted by a black mustache, I remember thinking at the time that Lucan is in this bloody room. I did mention it to River Poison but he was far to busy grooming his goatee beard and spouting Shakespeare to be interested.