So we've reached the point of near total post-modern abstraction where even the very trees have become symbolic of wishy-washy notions of death and rebirth!

Thanks, Pip, but I think I'll pass on that one. Forgive me, I suddenly feel the need to get very drunk indeed!

I'm going to form a band called The re-Imagined Village People; membership open to all but I'm gonna be The Cowboy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c49jHz1M9nM