> Today is Rousseau's birthday - he's very old.
> Marx is (somewhat) praised at Stumbling and Mumbling.
> Sheila follows up on Alan with her own 'glories strung like beads'.
> She's also marking Mel Brooks's birthday. Memorable, though possibly misremembered, line: 'It's not heights I'm afraid of, it's mothers.'
> At The Corridor of Uncertainty there's a cricket photo competition: 'All you have to do is take a photo related to Cricket... that's slightly different from "the norm."' I dunno. What did I do?