Punning the depths

Jen accidentally dropped a prune down our kitchen plughole yesterday… I asked whether we needed to call a plummer.


I get that ‘equi-nox’ = ‘equal night’, but what we all really want to know is who’s this Vernon chap it’s named after? Postscript (5 hours later): OK, so, the Internet is weird. Someone on Twitter has just thanked me for the above crappy joke, which he immediately used as the inspiration for a short… Continue reading Equinox

Homo raphus

A little-known fact about me is that, on nights of the full moon, I turn into a dodo. …That’s right: I’m a weredodo.