For what it’s worth, you don’t “inherit behavioural characteristics” you inherit the small sub-cellular changes caused by aspects of your ancestors’ behaviour. It does give you a slight genetic predetermination to behave that way, but it can be easily overridden by any other element that might affect your behaviour. He makes it sound like an absolute inheritance, like hair colour or something, which it isn’t.

I guess it’s not that far off, but it’s gotten irritatingly garbled and the fact that it’s being waved about triumphantly as a weapon by people who don’t know what they’re talking about just drives me up the wall. Anyway, pedantic rant over.

In responsible to some Bridget Jones style dreck from Times Online:

“I’ve done the hiding in the apartment bit.

It makes you fat, ugly, depressed and lonely.

Try doing what makes you happy, in a place you enjoy, with people you respect.

I suspect you’re already doing that. Which is why you don’t need an escape fantasy.

You need a man fantasy! Don’t you??

Rhys Jaggar, Leeds, UK”

I think it is the second question-mark that moves Rhys from the “sad lonely man” category into the “sad lonely man looking through your window while furiously masturbating into a gardening glove he found in your shed” category.

“Jon: From my own personal experience, The Princess of All Our Hearts was not fussy about the choice of orifice.

Hence my forthcoming work “Airtight Di””

Nah, if she’s that unfussy the last thing she would have been was airtight.

Perhaps it was his sister - and the reason he didn’t publish it is because his father would’ve beaten him to death with his own scrotum.

Wonder what colour crayon it was written in…?

Translation: I wrote three sides of A4 about the woman across the road I watch in the shower using my telescope. I never showed it to anyone because then they will see that I’m a perv.

I should be muzzzled.

Time for a strong drink.