At the start of January, the same month the world marked the 200th anniversary of the discovery of Antarctica, scientists on snowmobiles were zipping across its diamantine ice, dragging a rig of metal detectors in their wake.

With Wright anxious to reclaim his Everton place - presently occupied by the rock-solid Nigel Martyn - I suggest he takes counsel from Sue, Grabitt and Run, company motto: Safe Hands Always.

No, it was stupid, dead-handed higher authority that made the army dead: absolutely fool-dead.

The realization that Mawlānā was using parallelism and chiasmus to organize the higher levels of his work has been a major surprise.