I'm going to carry this perky demeanour around in my back pocket. With that nestled snuggly in the jogging bottom 'quilting'', I'm going for a pub lunch with my best friend Bouie, watching a couple of films from the Woody Allen boxset and seeking out a goose for Mr.Scrooge.

While my spirits rapture through the ceiling plaster as I type, I have a feeling this carousel jollity will vanish with an hour..............and I'll be reduced to searching for abandoned knickers in the laundrette. Abandoned knickers to add to my abandoned knicker collection.

Anyway. Anyone attending any notable pubs, clubs, fishing holes this evening?

P.s. When I say fishing holes, I don't mean......oh....nevermind