While I was in Romania, the tabloid press were going wild over the exhumation of former crazy dictator Nicolae Ceausescu (told you they have too many vowels in Romanian didn't I Postmuse?)
Apparently, rumours have been flying around that his body was not buried, but perhaps taken out and chewed apart by dogs or somesuch, so his son took the metaphorical spade out and held a little family reunion.
When they popped the graves open, apparently Nicolae was still in pretty good shape, with his hair and everything looking like he was a regular Head and Shoulders user, but his wife Elena was not much more than a set of gold teeth.
DNA evidence apparently proved that they were indeed both dead.
