Aain the blessed Sam: "The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh."
I do hope that equilibrium is true.

You're as hard as this quote from Samuel Beckett's Malone Dies: "Let us say before I go any further, that I forgive nobody. I wish them all an atrocious life in the fires of icy hell and in the execrable generations to come."

That would be unspeakably cruel, though I probably deserve it.

I really can't say sorry deeply enough for not accepting your judgment. I'm adopting a Stephen Fry-esque obsequiousness as I tender that apology.

I'm late to the party because I'm an unbearable snob and thought #TheTraitors would be terrible, but I'm hooked after taking a sneaky look and binge-watching it on iPlayer. It is, indeed, brilliant.

I know. Scissors are sensible cutlery for pizza eating.

They've got a great texture.

Recipe in the Guardian. It's a lovely dish.