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Oh my what a day I've had ! I now know that there is nothing more satisfying than watching a 40 ton amoured tank as it crushes an average size family car to pieces. Even better when your driver is a Russian named Vladimer, with big strong hands. On a pleasant English farm in middle E ngland there is a company called Tanks-a-lot http://www.tanks-alot.co.uk/main.htm Here you will find a compound full of tanks, tanks and tanks. Every size, every shape, every colour. The place is owned and operated by ex British Army and SAS men who have seen active service in every modern day war you could care to mention. I guess they didnt want to miss the "big toys" so they started off a company where the general public can now be let loose on these military "toys" for a day. Its a fantastic day out, even to the most peace loving gentle folk amongst us. I was so pleased when the SAS man singled me out and gave me the AK47 to try for size. Oh my the power of this kill...

When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; WB Yeats. I'm getting really fascinated with all this DNA stuff lately. Reason being, I've come to the conclusion that I only barely look like some members of my family. Although admittedly we are all mad, rash, hotheaded outspoken and rarely agree with one another. So will DNA unlock our secrets? I hope so. Its like this... I'm dying to know what other ethnic groups have made up my DNA. Could I be related to Gengis Khan, Kubla Khan or even Imran Khan? Could I be a direct decendant of some Nobleman or Maharaja that has bequeathed me a fortune (which I would readily give to the poor) or am I the decendant of Savages that robbed, ravaged and ransacked their way through poverty. Questions questions (sigh) I did a bit of research on DNA companies on the net and most charge upto 200Euro jus...