I'm resistant to go on with chap 2, but will of course. Resistant, I suppose, because I walked into a consultants office in London's Harley Street and received bad news some years ago. I remember the silence, not inside his office, outside it. You have a beautiful turn of phrase which catches my eye and interest. No decent Irish person would ever spell your name with one 'L' unless prepared to take a a shillelagh to the skull. I felt my heart meet yours in that second. I will hope to read better news in Chap 2.