Hold on.  OF COURSE!  It's YOUR bong collection!  

But...  

(I remember being on the train, I remember Twank producing a grey handkerchief from his pocket, a handkerchief he opened, revealing a brownish lump.  I remember him saying,

"Psychedelic truffle.  Just try a tiny bit.  I want to sell them to afew."

I remember thinking, "Well, anything to help afew!" and taking a bite.

And then I remember a BANG! and a voice shouting, "Bollocks!")

But....Essex?

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.