I'm afraid I'm living up to the name Lincolnshire yellow belly and yes probably opting for a quiet life. In my defense, I divide my time between here and a cottage in north Yorkshire and feel I'm on a bit of a treadmill just keeping the two properties warm,dry and provisioned. The thought of aggro with a big company has me running for the hills. And as calm as you try to be with them, things always get nasty and defensive at some point. Sorry,just a big chicken!