On 16 Dec 2002 at 14:50, Dr E D F Williams wrote: > The Old Man and the Pentaxes
> ... Then the old man's > nose began to bleed and he looked around for a box of tissues. After he'd > stopped the haemorrhaging he sat on his bed in a daze for a long time. He > wished he had a bottle of whisky. Maybe he'd get one for Christmas? "Some > hope!" he muttered. The small light beside his bed suddenly went out but he > just sat there, doing nothing.... I don't believe that I can easily air freight some whisky or a decent macro lens to Finland for 67 before Christmas otherwise I would, what a sad story :-( Rob Studdert HURSTVILLE AUSTRALIA Tel +61-2-9554-4110 UTC(GMT) +10 Hours [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://members.ozemail.com.au/~distudio/publications.html
