I couldn't resist drawing this today after spending a frustrating hour trying and failing to buy second class stamps on Upper Street. I know that's not what David was talking about, but it's still wisdom, because really, what IS the same as it used to be? I once met David Dickinson in real life at a university Freshers Ball. I'm not sure I knew who he was but I remember being impressed by his complexion. Which is not done justice here.
