Death of a coward

I write this blog for a number of reasons - none of which are immediately apparent, granted - but one is to leave something of a time capsule behind for my children.

That being so, it would be remiss of me not to mention today's happy ending for Osama bin Laden, for ten years the world's most wanted man.

I've got a bit rattled as the day has gone on as (predictably enough) a procession of individuals have lined up to tut-tut at what happened in Sheikh bin Laden's Pakistani holiday home.

But, you see, I'm not a fan of terrorists.  Because they kill people.

And if you kill people, it's very possible that you'll get killed yourself.

I hope it hurt.