Are fairies, obviously. They appear to have left these behind, though.
Squllions of them appeared this morning. Browsing suggests they may be Mycena, or Psathyrella, or possibly the Shaggy Ink Cap. (Actually, they’re almost certainly not the Shaggy Ink Cap, but aren’t you pleased to have learnt there is such a thing?) I do not plan to make quiche with them, however, mainly because I am crap at pastry.
Gave me an excuse to flee the desk and sniff some grass for a full five minutes, at least.
The baffling news that NBC plan to revive Knight Rider. Surely a talking car is a bit passe for Teh Kidz in these days of GPS? The Grauniad‘s Organ Grinder column is replete with equally daft suggestions for alternative telly revivals. Give it up, chaps: better CGI might make it possible for Manimal to turn into more than two different beasties, but just how much crime-fighting can you expect of a penguin, a hamster, a manatee? It’d be panthers and eagles all over again and you know it. But props to the person who wanted Triangle to return. Personally I’d plump for The Champions, but I’d want it to be set in the 1960s and still have Alexandra Bastedo in it…
Downloading Radiohead’s new album (hurrah, it’s ace), wondering why no-one on freecycle wants my broken telly (they always want broken things on there normally, boo), watching the magnificent new trailer for The Golden Compass.