I'm wondering as I read Shelley's latest if subconsciously, this post was my answer to the question that Mike Sanders asked yesterday : Who is the real you? Maybe, domesticated and professorial (if in a Kublai Khan kinda way : "his flashing eyes/his floating hair") as I've become, if that story was about the 'real me', the one I either really feel myself to be, or want to be.

Of course, I don't think there is such as thing as a 'real me' - I agree wholeheartedly with Jonathon, linked downthread there.

Jonathon - if you read this - Get a comments system!