well me and Cyanaura was just having another disagreement and he decides he's had enough abuse from me, and has decided to take his ball and play somewhere else. He slated a cd he hadn't even heard and I ripped into him for his folly and he ripped into me back and then the ghost of Kent past has now taken him into a Dickensian world where every tune by Mike Scott is being played backwards to him and he;s having to cut and paste an article really quickly to justify an opinion based on nothing but a desire to disagree with me, Innit?