I have felt for a while that the burrow needs refurbishing [as pompous American ambassadors would say] - 'tarting up' to you lot. It's become a bit of a rag-bag, and some the writing on the wall is rather tatty now and then. By all means let's have a bit of fun and frolic; I enjoy it as much as anyone sometimes. But not always. Discussion on more serious threads frequently gets hijacked into banter and ribaldry which - whatever the reason [and I have my own theories] - deflects sustained consideration of what Tony Benn calls "the ishoos".
So I've decided to move the more serious stuff over to my new site - anticant's arena - which is now open [link on left-hand of title page]. I am moderating this to keep things on-track. Sorry if some of you think that is censorship - it isn't; no relevant opinions will be removed.
As for the burrow, for which I have a strong affection - like Mole in The Wind in the Willows I feel it's dulce domum - I've asked ben trovato and the Beadle to freshen up the furnishings, replenish the Snug bar, and keep up the open-door tradition of hospitality for anyone who cares to drop by for reminsicence, anecdote, nostalgia, or just plain [but not dirty] fun.
If you tell me I'm schizophrenic, it can't be helped.