My wife maimed one of my cacti tonight. I wonder if she wants it to look a bit more like me. A crippled cactus living with a crippled man. Symmetric. Anyway, no problem, because on the grounds that I need a cactus that can fight back, I should be able to get a sheep eating one now. To any of you young guys out there who eventually want to settle down with a good woman: spot every little thing to impress her with how forgiving you are and "Please can I have my sheep eating cactus now". A sheep eating cactus is the key to a great marriage either having one, wanting one or avoiding one. You heard it here first lads!