The silence of the creatures, screaming

Gutting news, if you'll excuse the weak pun, of a fire at the Aardman warehouse. I remember having it pointed out to me when I went down to Bristol once to work on a boat.

Anyway, fare well, Aardman memorabilia. I'm sure there's a better place for you.

(If you're wondering why I haven't been posting anything recently, and are perhaps miffed that you went to the great lengths of bothering to read this entry only to realise that you'd already seen it on Sky News at lunchtime, well, umm, it's because I'm busy, all right?)