Yes! The thrill of logging on in the morning to discover a lengthy email that had been sent at 4.37am. I spent a lot of time wondering at the nocturnal world of J Nash.

Corresponding with J Nash was fun, because he wrote like that, but agonising because crafting a worthy response could take ages.

Oh ("no" - Ed). An absolute hero. This is enormously sad.

Followed by an advert for something that sounds awful.

Highlight was the half time draw, which isn't a draw where you throw tennis balls at the centre circle. I didn't win.

And here's my destination, as York was beyond me this weekend.