I suspect that in the very unlikely event I ever managed to get any 'z' level local Redcar town celebrity fame. That I'll marry the first kinda of ISH "in the right light" semi attractive psycho female stalker that becomes dangerously obsessed with me. . They will find her having sex with my rotting corpse, with a frozen expression of agony and fear on my dead face, surrounded all the stuff from her "Ross shrine". . And as they arrest her she will giggle insanly... "That's so, Typical classic Ross...." . Yeh know what?! That is Still sounds better to me than growing old alone!