Thanks, Bearcat. Looking at it? I guess that was a stroke of pure luck, that my man ever even mentioned those horrible things. In all honesty? Without that one clue? I'd have been stuck with a vague memory of a piece of a living room, which could simply have been furnished to a personal taste. Or have been reasonably acceptable, probably, across a vast swathe of US!
Been ridiculously busy, again, all day. Practically forgotten I'd even made this post. About to turn in, now. But, I'll try to use what I've now garnered, here, to guide my next move.
Lugnut; Noo Joysee? (Yeah, The Sopranos has a Lot to answer for! I
know they don't All talk like that there ... Do they?

) Had a mate there too. Seem to remember he was mightily cheesed off about the foothold law.
Reminded me of some place in Europe. Can't be sure where it was / is, now. Come to that? Can't even remember what the problem was. But, there was some Stringent stuff going down! Possibly more to do with the actual
using of traps, rather than pure possession?
Hm. Now I think about it? I was thinking it was Holland. I once got a Gear trap from where ever this place was. It was welded shut. Remember hearing that was commonly done, so they
couldn't come after ye for using it. (And they Would come. Really quite seriously!)
But, I also remember a mate, out there, actually setting a gear trap. As in opening its jaws, in his kitchen, to see what they were all about. Ridiculously powerful trap, apparently. This being one of the Big ones. It didn't go well.
Know that nightmare scenario, when ye get the jaws so far apart ~ then ye realise ye've done messed up. Can't figure out how to 'set' the thing (No dog, as such, on a Gear) and ye arms are weakening by the second? LM*O! It got '
emotional '. He had to call for his wife ..... ROFL! Never forgot that!
