Flavescent...a word used by a Mr Colin Huckerby of Leeds, United Kingdom, since August of 2005. Why, you may well ask. Well, a word to the wise -don't ask. In fact, don't ask him anything. Do yourself a great favour by *not* asking him anything. Other than for the tools he's borrowed from you to be returned. But don't hold your breath on their return happening anytime soon. He can be seen most days -but never before 10 a.m- pottering about the environs of Leeds in an ex-BT transit van with the words 'Free Sweets For Small Children -Ask Driver For Details' written on the sides, his bald little head always twitching to a beat only he can hear. He'd have written 'Flavescent' on the sides, but he knows the 'Free Sweets' routine works its magic a lot better. Plus he can't spell the word 'Flavescent'. Bear in mind, though, that he's the sort of person that told his own young son that the ice cream van only plays its music when it's run out of ice cream. When not in his ex-BT van (painted in a fetching two colour combination of flat grey and ferric red) cruising for any unwary targets, he sleeps on the couch at his home. This sleeping on the couch is likely to go on for some time, according to his lovely wife. Speaking of his lovely wife, she will also attest to -along with everyone else- that he's not, as he is convinced of, the funniest person in the world. He is, however, *irresistible* to the opposite sex. Oh yes. Honest. No, really. Has to beat em off with a stick he does.