Some of you reading this may have had a similar experience. You're sitting there nice and quiet one afternoon when the telephone rings. As soon as you answer it, you wonder how they got your number, and before you can say you've just sold the house and are emigrating to Squornshellous Zeta in 27 minutes' time, you've agreed to allow your home to be infested with a mountain of Beebs. Don't worry, it'll only be for a few days, you learn, so that's all right then. Please click on the picture links above to learn all about what I let myself in for.