Cool....... I know what you're saying about the ladder. I can't quite bring myself to chuck it in the back garden. After all........you never know when you're gonna get a damsel in distress cos she's just locked herself out, the gas is on and the wee nipper is asleep in there too :
(happened at least 4 times in 10 years)
So you turn yourself into a contortionist, slip through the smallest of windows upstairs, climb down the stairs(without nicking anything
) open the front door to the overjoyed lady in question................and don't even get so much as a cuppa for a thankyou.............and they aint even customers. Where's a REALLY angry smily when you want one most?
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