OK, fair enough, Craig and I made enough of a spectacle of ourselves yesterday afternoon, as we lugged a gigantic cardboard box around Streatham in the rain (don't ask). But there's nothing to take your mind off a little heavy lifting like seeing the newest bizarre specimen of humanity that my neighbourood has to offer.

This one was a slightly scruffy man, fairly short, fag in mouth, brick on head.... Yes, brick on head. He was standing, staring at a phonebox, and balancing a brick on his head. A cynic would venture to suggest that he'd probably had a skinful.... but thank goodness I'm not a cynic. (!)

Anyway, moving very swiftly on, I have some brilliant news of the Boyfriend Running London Marathon kind. First of all, the very fine publication that is the Sutton Guardian was good enough to feature his story in its sport section - read it here .

Secondly, with over a month to go and with lots more sponsorship to come, he has managed to smash his target of £2,000 and raised an awesome £2,136!

I'm honestly so chuffed for him, my face hurts!