Some strange moments involving the extended family this lunchtime.
First of all my 7 year old nephew was wearing his Vyvyan Bastard "very metal" jacket... he knows more about The Young Ones, than I do, including stuff that had the rest of us stumped (e.g. the name of Alexei Sayle's character - Jerzei Balowski), and endless verbatim quotes ("My knickers are so old, it's only the stubborn understains that are holding them together.")
I got quite a sore throat from all the requisite Vyv impressions.
And then my 2-year old niece started singing - and I kid you not - "Welcome To The House Of Fun" by Madness. And she seemed to know most of the lyrics. Through watching their Young Ones performance in the Kebab & Calculator (in real-life, fact-fans, the Cock O' The North in Bristol, and home - at least when I popped in there some years back - to an East3nders fruit machine and not much else of worth.)
Still, Cliff knew that the best time to to sing is while you?re young...
You're pretty much spot-on, Vex (you know me scarily well, but yeah, Five should be One). But I'll still be loading my own happies into the list-gun when I get the chance....
And as for Number 10, I'm loving your writing... and the mystery of you / Cai has got my investigative juices flowing... I think one thing, then another, then another... but I'm onto you. Not some figment of my imagination. And not some ultra-clever marketting ploy.