Ah, tac also hails from a long line of vampires, according to his late mother, who called him a blood-sucking little parasite before packing him off to his grandparents in darkest Gogledd Cymru at the age of 3-ish.
We move on…it seems that there is a patented liquor of some kind, whose name momentarily escapes me, that is designed purposely for the removal of paint from plastic. Sadly, the informant remains somewhat doubtful about its name, but promised to get back to me if and when that happy occurance should transpire.
Whinemeal, I’ll try and obtain some ‘rubbing alcohol’ or whatever it is called these in these days of political correctness. Perhaps the actual name has connotations of frantic and scantilly clad young ladies feverously pounding on flaccid nether regions in darkened and scented rooms filled with gilded mirrors…or perhaps not.
Failing that, I’ll try wintergreen, and even good old white spirit, although here in UK the use of the descriptive ‘white’ leads to howls of protest among those less-than-white of the exterior tegument, implying that I am a rabid rascist, and should perhpas, therefore, called it ‘clear’ spirit.
We’ll see.
However, thank you all for the infomation and entertainment you have provided, either intentionally or otherwise.
tac
Ottawa Valley GRS