Scary, scary, scary. I think the graphs were deliberately confusing and a test of how well one could draw correct conclusions from confusingly presented data. Or how well you can distinguish between relevant and irrelevant information.

On the street market in Turkey, the hearts or bottoms are sold fresh and ready prepared, sitting in lemony water. Only, of course, when the season is in full swing.

In 'A Voyage to Arcturus' by David Lindsay (which I have just seen described as 'gender-bending, genre-smashing epic'), Tydomen dances herself to death on Swaylone's Island. I was looking for a place name for a commune/ashra in a novel I was writing and now it has become my handle.

How can you eat a bacon sandwich without brown sauce? My own answer would be 'quite easily'.