Oh, the sweet, sweet irony of having to apply a reductive process to it before we can even appreciate that, let alone articulate it.

I swear, if there is a ‘God’ then He’s the rag-and-bone-man of the Universe … His refrain of “Any old irony …” echoing through Eternity.

Right … I’m off to do the washing up and the vacuuming whilst I contemplate the holographically recursive nature of it all before disappearing, screaming existentially, down the hole in the middle … “LET me OUT!”