Here's a link stolen from cangetmad: bigots are harder to find than one might think.

In other charming news, I have now met the kids next door's kitten. It was, magnificently, going to be called Biscuits, but its name is now the more boring Bubbles. Incredibly, wonderfully cute though; I was allowed hold it yesterday, and it fell asleep in my arms for so long that I actually had a cramp afterwards. Don't tell Ju Ju about this, though....