I lost my other thread but didn't want anyone to think I was ungrateful for the help so thanks awfully much for all the good advice fellas! It makes me feel much better and a part of the Community Of Motorcyclists. I really see that I should HTFU as a couple of people suggested but I'm trying to avoid Mum at the moment...well, ever since the lawn mowing "incident" actually. Mum can hop around really well now and a wooden leg behind the ear really stings! Ouch! I think some warm milk and her favourite Barry Manalow right before bed might be just the ticket so I'll report back on how that goes. Dad is a harder nut to crack. These days whenever I see him it's Temporary Australian this and Dead Man Walking that... honestly, it's bad enough with the stresses of being a Junior Assistant Weekend Salad Bar Team Leader at Roy's Steak 'N' Shrimp without having to deal with him to. He's taken to throwing Mr Widdles (Mum's giant Ragdoll cat) over the shower curtain at me each morning to "sharpen my reflexes". Only things getting sharp at the moment are Mr Widdles' claws! I'm practically bright red from all the mercuracrome I've had to use to disinfect the scratches. Although, last two mornings I "sensed" Mr Widdles being launched at me so perhaps he's right like he always says he is? Could this be my "biker sense" developing? I have another plan though. Dad and I like to go fishing. I've always been quite the fisherman, be it with net, rod or quarter stick of dynamite. So what I think I'll do it take Dad fishing and see how many we can catch...I got at least two last time.