I'd just like to confirm for the readership of this humble bloggette that the writer is a man of some intelligence, behaviour firmly based on a good heart and a sensible head and really, despite it all - pretty sane considering.

So I'd like to say very firmly that the large figure that could seen in my old office (empty for the day as that team were out at yet another meeting), roaring with laughter and dancing around the room flipping V's at all of the telephones as they rang themselves to death with him having absolutely no responsibility or obligation to answer them for the first time in years was definately NOT me, ok?