I came back from a well-earned trip to the pub this evening – it was dark already so all the all the streetlights were on. I was chatting to the lamp-posts sporadically as I often do, saying goodnight by touching each of them as I went by. This made Leftwing Idiot, who I was with, laugh.

As we got closer to the castle we reached a lamp-post that wasn’t lit up. I ticced “Lazy lamp-post”, “Wake up lamp-post” and “Come on lamp-post, try harder” as I gave its base the customary passing pat. To our amazement it sprang into life and a pool of light appeared on the pavement.

Now I’m not saying I’m magic, but…