Mad? Perhaps I am. But what is mad, really? Are you not mad? Are not we all? Answer this, then, my lad - who is the madder, the madman, or those who associate with him?
As my uncle Braceforth used to say, 'There are very few problems that cannot be made better with a night's sleep, breakfast, and a pickaxe.' He never went more than two miles from the warren in his life, but the principle still holds.