Last night's dream

Kate: Jon! Help. Alan Rickman has fallen in love with me.
Mr. Rickman (enters): I looooooove you.
Kate: ... you see the problem.

Two brothers, eight cousins

Now that Jon and I have nieces and nephews, this whole global warming thing is suddenly concrete instead of abstract. For several reasons, we plan not to have any children ourselves, but the tots give us a connection to a hot, dry future. I heard the PM on the radio extolling nuclear power as "clean". Now there are arguments that the global warming crisis makes nuclear power look like a good stop-gap, but I don't accept that - we need to put money into actually clean solutions, rather than trying to make a buck out of the disaster. I don't want to leave Charlotte a bunch of plutonium to cope with.