This sounds so far up my street that I should be quizzing it about bin day.

I'm enjoying his look of "why would you want a photograph of this perfectly normal everyday activity? Just buy some of my inflated intestines and let me get on with my day."

I think it's time to move on from the fireworks discourse and ask why your dog is not wearing a poppy.

That's not the only tune it can be sung to.

Keith, who dressed as a spaceman for a Halloween party but suffocated after getting the goldfish bowl over his head only to discover he couldn't get it off. Forever doomed to search for a brave soul to reach up and push his chin back while he wiggles his head a bit because then it'll pop right off.

- Liberace Meh
- Main Character Syndrome
- Journey's Mid-Point (There Will Be Sandwiches)

I had the Eagle with the winch and radioactive barrels, which might still be in my parents loft, and the Six Million Dollar Man rocket ship that opened out to an operating theatre.

I don't know either but don't worry, matron will be coming round with teatime medication soon and you can ask her.