Songs of innocence and of experience

Happy birthdays to purple_peril, tobesv, frostfox, dachan and speccygeekgrrl.

Five in four days.

There was a leak into scarlatti's bathroom from the one immediately upstairs, and the person who came to sort it out was called Jesus.

There was too much scope for humour there ... Jesus came into her life, but now he has ascended, and is talking to the Man Upstairs.

Oh, I could go on, but I'll leave some scope for additions in the comments.

And my little brother Peter (who some of you will have met at TCASU, the one who didn't have those colourful jumpers, but who did have both legs still) has a birthday tomorrow.