I'm not the biggest fan of April Fools' Day - I tend to be fairly gullible, and while do a decent job spotting most hoaxes a mile away, every year I read something I spend at least five minutes excitedly (or not so excitedly) believing.
But for me, April Fools means three things - it's the birthday of my sister's oldest cat, Tink; it's the anniversary of the day I got my driver's license (eleven years ago - way to make me feel old, Time); and finally, it's a fantastic occasion to listen to the first Rufus Wainwright song I ever heard, over and over again.
