I was enjoying a nice afternoon cuppa with my dear sweet OAP mum. She had one of those iced fruit bun thingies with a glace cherry on the top (Belgian Bun?) and asked if I had a plate she could put it on. As she transfered her cake from paper bag to plate, the glace cherry slid to one side...."Carefull mum," I warned "You'll lose your cherry!" (Yes, I <u>know</u> I should engage brain before opening mouth!) "Oh I did that years ago dear," she said, "and I believe the more correct term these days is 'pop' not 'lose'!" And then without a pause she starts talking about her favourite German soap-operas. I sometimes wonder how I turned out to be the sweet, innocent, normal person that I am!