Beam me up

In a week where James Doohan's earthly powdery remains are in the news for their upcoming trip into suborbital incineration comes word that there's a far more exciting place they could be going, namely up Keith Richards' nose.

There's got to be a Greek tragedy or something about the creepily sexual undertones of having your father oozing around your sinuses. Let's Spend the Night Together indeed.

Cabinet material?

In honour of today's elections in Northern Ireland, more proof that that godforsaken corner of the island seems to be uniquely blessed by inhabitants with contentious relationships with reality.