The Orc and I will be going to Hastings where we will be hiding from Morris dancers, drinking far too much beer and watching Cat and Micca having to climb the very tall hill to the castle, whilst we relax and take in the full beauty of watching others suffer:-) Seriously Cat and Micca, we will have a drink waiting for you at the top of the hill (if the Orc doesn't drik it first).

Of course living in London we have the lovely May Day riots to look forward to....

Peace and lurveeeeeeee

Pushkin (the Orc refuses to put his name to these sentiments, other than the beer).