I was reading The Independent today and one of the stories was about how single men in their thirties (i.e. me) are generally worse off than their happily partnered off colleagues. Then I saw that single people use 13% more energy and take up more space.

Finally there is the front page of Time Out.

I wonder if the government will soon start forcing us to have partnerships and I wonder if I should be 'regretful' about having not found the right person to share my flat/life/health concerns/power usage with.

Well if Blair and co. want me to partner up, then they better make shift work illegal.

A couple of days ago Ben Hammersley took some photos of me, for use in various publicity bits.

On the day we did this he had been fitted for his bulletproof vest. He's now over in Afghanistan both writing and publishing beautiful pictures.

Go take a look, he's a top bloke (and bloody clever as well). I'm keeping my fingers crossed that he stays safe.

Can you imagine the ambulance response...

We are driving along on blue lights and sirens, traffic is heavy and we are on our way to a potentially life-threatening call.

From the side of the road we see a member of the public gesticulating angrily at us. He is shouting, swearing and indicating something to us.

He is angry because our sirens are so loud they are disrupting his mobile phone call.

Obviously a more important phone call than our emergency journey.

One member of this ambulance crew may well have made a rude hand signal at this pillock, I wouldn't like to say which one.

I happen to think it was justified.