I didn't have time to rip this so here's a link to a page where you can click through to
see the video of the Pogues & Kirsty McColl singing Fairytale of New York (third one down). Best Christmas song *ever*, guaranteed to make you melancholy.
It's Shane's birthday on Sunday; who thought he'd live to -- what is it, 48? And Kirsty dead five years already.
Oh happy thoughts. It's the time of year, obviously.
Wasn't that weird about Alistair Cook? Modern day Burke & Hare stuff. Who could make that up?
I suppose Stevenson could have.
The Body Snatcher. This is one of my favourite Gothic horror stories.
Ok, heading for the hills.