T42, I thought of your strap line again the other day: I've just finished re-reading The Nine Tailors by Dorothy Sayers and there is another fine bottle-cleaning incident for Bunter to blow up about! I never tire of her books, even though I know the plots. Her mastery of landscape is up there with Buchan and even when you know the story it's fascinating to see how she lays the seeds of the plot as you go along. In this particular case, I love the milieu (bell-ringing), too. My brother rings, not too far south of the Fens, where Tailors is set, and I have tried but my hands are too damaged to grip properly, now. But the book will do!