At 64, as of yesterday, Clyde, it was a right carry on getting a placement. The university asked me to produce a full Chinese type medical certificate which would have cost me £500 in England. I had to knock one up myself using a hammer and and old half a crown coin to stamp over the photo and a potato stamp with red ink at the end of the form. They will of course oblige me to have an examination in China, but they don't really care if the outcome suggests you could pass away in the classroom ,as long as you're free of sexual diseases. I challenged the fao to a race up taishan actually, which she accepted. She's unlikely to beat me because climbing and stuff is what I do. Mind you, you'd think they'd be honoured if more old goats shuffled their way to China, bringing a wealth of experience of the English language.(as long as they don't start groping the students, eh?) God, my head is throbbing this morning. I allow myself one bottle of wine a month, and i drank the whole lot last night.