Poor Pluto. Poor, poor, Pluto. I dunno, you wait several million years to be discovered by anyone; get named after the crap dog even Mickey Mouse didn't seem to like all that much and then a commitee meets up, relegates you and says "actually no, you're not a planet after all - bugger off back to the Kuiper belt where you belong. Chancer".

Rest assured, though, I'll be cheering it on if it makes it to the play-offs against Sedna, Ceres and 2003 UB313 for readmission to the elite group of the Solar System.

Still, at least it's not the butt of puerile schoolboy puns.

...except that one, obviously.

Is anyone else watching Time Trumpet on the Beeb? OK, it's pretty patchy in places, but the CGI war between Tesco and Denmark was pretty damn good - and the footage of terrorists dropping buildings on planes took me back to the good old/bad old (delete as applicable) days of Brass Eye.

And the section with Bush's speeches edited so he appeared to sing a mash-up of Imagine and Take a Walk on the Wild Side was unadulterated brilliance.

Dave xx

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