Actually, it's REALLY quiet for me this evening. My wife has gone to London for the weekend to visit old friends and my son has disappeared to a pal's house for the night. When you add in the fact that my daughter moved into a flat about 18 months ago, my God, it's quiet. I'm not sure what to do with myself. I've already done the Tom Cruise bit, playing air guitar in my underpants, so I'm running out of ideas. I think I'll go and kick the cats again.