Well, as Ian told you, we were off celebrating our dear old Mum's 80th in Morecambe at the weekend. You'll be pleased to know that we didn't bury Mum in the sand when the tide was coming in, we couldn't get her out of the hotel because it was too cold - but everyone else was walking about in t shirts and shorts. She suggested I was feeling the heat because of my age, but then realised that so was Ian, Willy Biz, Sez Jez, Brother Bastion and everybody else.
We left BBC in charge of the office on Saturday. Big mistake. We reckon Jenny must have let him into the booze-and-other-mind-altering-substances cupboard. He swears there was a huge green and purple lizard floating above the Midland Hotel when he drove down the prom on Sunday.
Me and Ian, we only saw a selection of overly large and preposterously coloured marine life up there.