My Dear Reader Chum, a very hearty hello to you. What an honour and privilege it is to have you perusing my written word.

I own nothing of value at all. I spend money on experiences.

I'm very much in denial that I can't dance. I really go for it, which is almost more embarrassing.

My greatest fear is fear. Ooh, meta.

There are some wonderful aspects to Christmas. It's magical. And each year, from at least November, well, September, well, if I'm honest, May, I look forward to it hugely.

You need to know that even as life develops in superficially disappointing ways, there is still fun to be had.

Everyone - particularly my female friends I speak to - all say 'I wouldn't be in my twenties again if I was paid.' It's a difficult time.