My boys

Off to see Marillion again this evening, with my nephew Barney in tow despite years of him taking the piss out of me for liking such old people's music. But even The Times agrees with me that:

Contrary to received wisdom, Marillion World is not some lost kingdom of extreme naffness, just a pleasantly eccentric diversion off the mainstream musical map

He'll love it. Or I'll make him pay for his ticket.