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Can't resist sending this poem that shows how valuable a spell checker is;-) Marge Green >You don't kneed a spell checker when u can speak proper England like >watt I does > > >Spell Checker > >Eye halve a spelling chequer >It came with my pea sea >It plainly marques four my revue >Miss steaks eye ken know sea. > >Eye strike a key and type a word >And weight four it two say >Weather eye am wrong oar wright >It shows me strait aweigh. > >As soon as a mist ache is maid >It nose bee fore two long >And eye can put the error rite >Its rarely ever wrong. > >I've run this poem threw it >I'm shore your pleased two no >Its letter perfect in it's weigh >My chequer tolled me sew. > > Sauce unknown