I love video games and I've spent a huge chunk of my professional life writing about them and playing them every day.

It's a thought that inevitably crosses any virtual rocker's mind as the night wanes and other band members begin to lose steam; who needs them, I could probably play all these instruments myself! Of course it's merely an overtired delusion of grandure for most of us; just holding drumsticks and a guitar is tricky enough. One enterprising gamer, however, has devised a way to become a one man Rock Band.

I'm sick of going into cafes for a bite to eat only to find ghastly sausage rolls, pallid savouries with WHATEVER (or nothing at all) under a pile of watery potato mash and day-old scones with a concrete lid of cheese - while everything else contains battery chicken.

Spark. Plug. Why do two seemingly simple, non-threatening words, have such terrifyingly different meanings to both genders?

During the past week I have been consumed by an online game that tests your ability to name all the countries of the world. It is addictive, a real test of your geographical knowledge and understanding of the world.

I have spent the last week dressed in a white suit so baggy, MC Hammer would have jiggled with jealousy. My face covered in mesh and the all over span of the suit looking like a bad attempt at a fencer's fancy dress,(Courtesy of my employer and host Stu who lent me the suit, however being about three and a half feet taller than most people, the suit was a tad big) I was however getting firmly stuck in to some apiaries. That's right, I spent a week bee-keeping, and before you try to smother guffaws and look for something better to read, hold out, as against all of my own assumptions bee-keeping is by no means a geeky past time suitable for only the super nerd and the over active entomologist but in fact exciting, awe inspiring and exhausting. (There is of course the possibility that I am both super nerd and over active entomologist.... a fairly strong one come to think about it, but there we go!)

Heath Ledger died of drug overdose about a year ago and has now won himself a Golden Globe. Pundits say he is now a clear favourite to win an Oscar. Let's hope this Golden Globe is the last award he receives. 

Today will be my first review of a film that is still currently in cinemas because as of late I’ve been watching so many DVD’s and not making it into the cinemas.

If you need an excuse to put on some hippy pants, hug strangers and practice fire dancing, I have just the thing.