And now I shall sleep. Before the e-mail comes to take me away. Away... to the land far away, beyond 'tronics and weird people in hats. That would not do now. Not at all! So sleep shall be my escape, and then e-mail can return tomorrow instead with a nice cup of tea and, perhaps, a biscuit? Yes, that seems suitable. So farewell. E-mailspeed to us all! Hail email! Over and out... Now where is that button? Ah.. he--