This is rather in the narcissistic vein of telling the world what's on in iTunes at the moment (Beyrouth Ecœurée by Clotaire K in fact) but I'm drinking a rather good Chilean sauvignon, which has that characteristic and startling cat's urine taste. The cat in question is under the radiator, baking his brains. So I have now become one of those who posts pictures of his pets on a blog. Truly, there is no hope.