Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go to a specially filtered group on my friends list.

The offices of Davy Incorporated are directly opposite Stevenage Fire Station, and looking out of my window on this sunny morning we have half-a-dozen burly firemen wearing nothing but their shorts performing strenuous physcial exercises in the forecourt.

It does nothing for me, but I just thought I'd share that with those of you for whom it does.