OK Mistral, you don't know what you've done
I misguidedly started looking through the rest of this site with my daughter, and now I'll have to hide my credit card, as I just heard a series of shrieks that she *wanted* this, or that, or the other. But I think I have to buy the gravy bathsalts for my friend in South Africa.
(this is her daughter comandeering the keyboard, and she would like to say she simply wants a very sensible assortment of classical artist and literary action figures, which she finds rather reasonable.)