On a personal note...

...our dear son, Tarquin, Torcuill, or whatever made-up name we're calling him this week, is soon heading to Upside Down World to live and work for a gap year. Or it might be a decade, I'm not sure. 

Readers who fancy either offering him work or a crash-pad are encouraged to contact me and I'll pass on any offers to said son. 

He is house-trained, a polite, Guardian-reading vegetarian. He is also 6 foot three and built like the proverbial so he would be an ideal choice for any light labouring duties salient in Australia, moving the Outback to the Infront and so forth.

Any help gratefully thanked for.