*laughs* no, I know the M******** you mean (Madeline?). Not seen her in years. My abiding memory of her is burying my face in her voluptuous cleavage at a rock night at Ziggys sometime around 1990. Actually, I can name this one as it is NOT her: mofette. Mofette is a lot younger and a bouncy Leeds woman. WARNING: before you click on that link, note that she likes the colour pink ... and leopard print ... A LOT :-)