There’s a partiular sinking feeling when you realise that you’re out of vodka. Fortunately I found the remnants of a bottle of 50% Smirnoff Blue colonising the dark recesses of my drinks cabinet and, having subjugated it, am now drinking one of the strongest White Russians I’ve ever had.

Yeah baby!

In other news, did anyone see the National Television Awards? Did you catch our fearless misLeader Tony stepping forward to present Trev MacD with a lifetime achievement prize? Did you hear the hecklers shouting “Stop the war!”?