went off to scotlandwell in perthshire to visit friends for the weekend. we arrived at 12ish and alex then pipes up "oh they said to come about one". rang the bell, hammered the letterbox, nobody home. so of we go to the local hotel for a highly overpriced cup of coffee (the worst ever) and an appletise only to phone them and find out that they have been in bed all along, watching "my name is earl" a likely story. see these people without children...