Pleased as punch. And why not?

This weekend we celebrated Auntie Fiffy's first step towards becoming a world-famous architect. Pretty good going, bearing in mind that her entire junior college life was practically spent singing, dancing and acting. Well done, Auntie Fiffy, we're really proud of you! I just hope this doesn't mean we won't be seeing you for the next six to seven years.

We're really excited, not least because it now means she can help us with a few simple jobs around the house; adding an indoor garden with grecian columns topped by gargoyles, joined to the revolving kitchen by a glass-blocked walkway with 9 koi swimming underfoot, backlit by motion-activated neon lights. Oh, and perhaps a few simple turrets and spires in our balcony. Whoever said less is more clearly didn't have an architect for a blood relative.