It was Groucho Marx's birthday yesterday, and I have a bit of a cold, so my plan for the day involves the sofa, a blanket, and some Marx Brothers' movies. It's a perfect recipe.
I expect to be in a very silly mood by tonight - high on Harpo and cough mixture.
Speaking of 'high' - Hi to everyone at Stanway School in Colchester, where I was yesterday. It was great to meet you all. Thanks for the warm welcome and the entertaining stories - I especially liked the one about Freddie McGiggee being flushed into a strange new world by a giant octopus that came up through the toilet.
At least it's better than the story of 'Black Dahlia'.