This means that I have to watch the whole of Friday night now. Hours of rubbish TV for the chance to see you and ridicule you properly.

I know (knew is perhaps more accurate) Hammond's brother. He's lovely as well, although he is the spitting image of the Hamster and has had to grow a beard to avoid the bother of being stopped on the street by screaming women.

Nothing wrong with a bit of childish behaviour - I find it all very amusing, but it doesn't incline me to ask the perpetrators to take their trousers off.

M