name='Greyandwhite']There was a family in the next road to me when I was growing up that had 18 children. They had two large council houses that were semi-detached knocked into one. The father was a petty crim..a "Fletch" type who was probably the first obese bloke I saw. He would go into nick, come out...impregnate the wife, go back in. There were a couple of sets of twins and nearly all the kids were ginger. No one messed with them at all. At all. In a city full of military men ! The youngest was a year older than me and he worked in the same kitchen as my mum for a while. She said he was really polite and nice etc. He got sacked for throwing cuts of meat out of the window to his mates!