having sat on one for above and beyond ten hours yesterday... I began to wonder why we don't having rocking chairs in England. The answer came to me when I fell backwards off it and Margie said to me "why is it you europeans always have to be doing something? I told you if you keep rocking like that you're going to fall over, crazy fool". Oh, so that's what she was shouting the other day.

(note: "crazy fool" is only a rough translation by someone whose Spanish-speaking abilities have been, shall we say, impaired by a sharp knock to the back of the head)