I own a clipboard (well of sorts you understand, just a WH Smith job, nothing 'pro', no aluminium involved) but I'm fairly sure I wasn't in that area this evening. And of course there's only the one of me, so it's unlikely I was either of the two of them. Anyway I don't go on the knocker these days, not since the unreasonableness and cussed nature of the Barry Roadsters in ought 10. I still wake up mildly sighing.