Nifty!

So, it's my birthday today. And as befitting my birthday, I'm off work and chilling. Which is now a firm and fast rule for what happens on my birthday. But that's not what this post is about.

I am the Least Fun Cake in the World

Be Broadband, who I can't say enough good things about quite frankly, emailed me this morning with one of those obligatory "Hey hey, it's your birthday!" corporate e-cards that my mail box has been swamped with today. But the nice thing is they actually gave me a free day's worth of internet! Okay, so it's only about 55p worth of time, but it's a very nice gesture, and more than I ever got out of Virgin media. But that's not what this post is about.

Sincerely.

A bunch of guys tried to snatch our till on Wednesday. A group of 7-10 guys clustered around the door while Tom (Nat's assistant/writer/young gadabout/retail hero) was upstairs by himself. Then they made a grab for the till, trying to hit the No Sale button. Tom threw himself on the till and yelled for help, and got a couple of smacks to the face for his troubles. But realising they weren't getting shit, they all took off. Nice one Tom! But that's not what this post is about.

Rarrgh! I write comedy for the BBC!

I've started reading nothing less than the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Black Dossier, which is perfectly fitting for a birthday treat. How did I get this unavailable-outside-the-US gem? Never you mind. Anyway, that's not what this post is about.

We're ready for our close-up Mr O'Neill.

It would seem we've nailed down a date for the wedding next year. I, Andrew Salmond, and my fiancé, Alexandra Marais, will be tying the knot on the 1st August 2008. Mark it in your diaries, invites coming in the new year. And that's what this post is about! Hurrah!