I know it's hard to believe, given my youthful good looks, energetic personality and upbeat outlook on life, but I am getting older. One of the side effects of growing a little middle aged is that people start to look like other people. I see the faces of friends in the faces of strangers and often have to pause to decide whether someone approaching is indeed someone I actually know or a mere doppelgänger. I tend to err on the side of caution and so I apologise to those who may think I have snubbed them. Recently this quirky feature of marvellous me ramped itself up to a whole new level. I have a wide and eclectic taste in television viewing and one of my favourites is Family Guy.
My favourite character is, of course, Stewie.
In the spirit of one of my earliest television memories called "My Mother, the Car", there before me was Stewie ... spooky ...