Good Friday today, the day Jesus wore his Corona of many thorns and went into ICU for three days, or was it two? The all-weather finals would have been today, it was what Jesus would have wanted...

The one day of superstition I follow and I don't eat any of the meat in the house that transmogrified into carpenter flesh at midnight and changes back later at the same time, so I've made a fish pie that frankly, is immense in oh so many ways. Mrs C has cut the front grass, the dog escaped...