You'll wake up screaming "Na-nah-na-na-nah"

Gotta go to bed.  But it's the last day of May, and I need to write a May post, no matter how brief.  Elder daughter, an intelligent young woman who is about to enter her final year of her undergraduate degree and has been named co-editor-in-chief of her university magazine, has an inexplicable obsession with One Direction.  (Well, I suppose they are her contemporaries.)  Needless to say, I've been torturing her with this parody.  Lots of puerile "they must be gay" humour, but some wonderful throw-way zingers.

We are the seventh sign of the apocalypse...

Nyuk-nyuk-nyuk.

We've had a humidex of 40 today and the current temperature is 27 with a humidex of 38.  Must go to bed...