• Given a knife of suitable proportions I could whittle you both a chip fork and knickerbocker glory spoon, they could probably be conjoined if you so desired.

    Funny coincidence. About a month ago I was drinking some White Lightening and it occurred to me to try and make a cocktail out of tequila, cask strength whiskey and absinthe. The last thing I remember of that night was pouring the bottles into a blender with some broccoli, serrano ham and cornflakes (I read somewhere just swilling booze together isn't technically a cocktail).

    When I woke up three days ago I discovered I had a) stolen the wardrobe for The Archers, b) an inexplicable phobia of pockets and c) a letter from the patents office recognising my genius invention of the knickerbocker chip spork. Alas I won't know what's in my pockets until they sign an 87 page truce but you now owe me epic dorrah. I expect your cheque to be with me forthwith.

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