What's going on the last few days? Are the old ones unfurling deep down in the cthonic nether regions of our collective unconcious, are there slake moths flying in the night air disturbing our sleep, making us dream evil dreams? Is there a frazzled texture to the ether, the dying gasps of an unsatifactory summer, or has everyone just got an irritable hangover? What's with everyone, I don't think I've ever seen the place so narky, churlish or downright 'orrible. Cheer up people, it might never happen. As my missus would say with one of her trademark infectious grins, happy thoughts people, come on, positive energy!!