Have taken off the sharpness of the photo, to show what the coils are. Whenever I have some spare cash, I catch the train over to Scarborough on the Yorkshire coast and have a wonderful day doing very little at all. I go out to sea on the pirate ship a couple of times, go see the purposes out at sea, go on the sea front bus, several times during the day, have waffles and fattening unhealthy food to eat from the sea front and come home divinely happy, having done nothing useful all day. Sadly, the local slovak thieves can usually tell that the house is empty and come stealing, a neighbour tells me sometimes two in one day, so my outings are rare. On my 73rd birthday I treated myself to a trip to Scarborough and a local slovak youth went into my loft and stole a box of 260 of my very best water colours, and my gt grandmother's baptismal cert '1852 we had managed to bring to the West with us. Maybe they hope to become Hungarians.