And you mean to tell with all that "stuff" (my God, what a brazen word to describe such an Ali Baba's cave) she chose to weat that horror? What in the world was the good woman thinking. but thanks so much for the info. I will plan to move to the Netherlands tomorrow after I have figured out how to break into the Duchess of Glouchester's bank vault and drool over her goodies. I will then move on to the well guarded and secured treasury of the House of Orange-Nassau, having taken nothing from the Good and Drop Dead Gorgeous Duchess, of course, and no doubt be found in a state of either exstacy and drooling over the incredible marvels or in a rage with a hammer smashing some of the plug ugly jewelry in the treasure troves of the HOuse of Orange-Nassau. I would of course never be so vulgar as to attempt to steal any of it. There certain things as gentleman just does not do. The Dutch, being the kindly and tolerant people that they are, would merely commit me to a home where I belong and I would be happy. Cheers.