Ahh - windows. I dream of windows through the week, being mostly underground in bombproof computer halls with no food, liquid, mobile phone etc etc etc! I live for Fridays, when I climb up out of the client's bunker and go back to my own office where I have windows looking out over Edinburgh and the castle.

Imagine a normal Scotsman's tan (ie white) and just think how bad it gets when you don't see the sun at all from October to March. I guess the Canadians on the BBS can probably sympathise.

Life is hard...