There are moments in your career that you realise that perhaps you’ve strayed into dark grounds. Writing a joke about a bearded baby Jesus giving Mary womb-chafe I think is one of them.

It’s my 30th birthday on Sunday! Blimey! When did the last ten years creep up on me? Oh right… When I was doing the PhD… Anyway, woohoo! Party! Gimme a toast if you’re going out this weekend. Have a great one, and I’ll see you for more mildly-blasphemous fun on Monday!