It started as a simple question, but then I got an idea. An idea like a virus. Resilient. Highly contagious. And even the smallest seed of an idea can grow. It can grow to define or destroy you. Or your mind starts to wonder. If I needed to change a light-bulb who would I call? Steve would volunteer, but it would take him 11+ minutes. Bruce would also do it, but then he would go on giving interviews for next couple of months about light-bulb changing in WWII. I don't trust Nicko around ladders anymore, he's out. Janick would miss a screw (or a thread) in a socket, light-bulb would make that flickering effect and drive me mad. Adrian would do it, quickly and promptly. But then he would stand there complaining how I choose the wrong voltage, it should have more/less watts, LED/halogen discussion and so on... And Dave would come also. But he would be in such a good spirit, so I would have to offer him some wine first. Several hours later and table full of empty bottles, we would make paper hats and laugh until it was time to call it a night, forgetting what we planned to do in the beginning. Some 10 years in a future I would receive a mail from Barry McKay that it was his light bulb in the beginning and since me and my family illuminated our lives for past 10 years, he's entitled to certain percentage from my savings/pension fund. With all that in mind, I concluded I wouldn't like to have any Maiden member coming near my apartment. Sad jams.