The organic truth this week for you hardy band of faithful readers is that I’ve at last decided to discard a lifelong desire for a traditional chapel funeral (in the hopefully quite distant future), with clansmen staggering under the weight of my ornate casket. with bright brass handles and suchlike.

We are aware at this stage that several tribes of Hell’s Angels collided very violently in a Texas chipper, in the small city of Waco, last weekend.