Asleep on me beanbag in a bit of spring sunshine this am I let go a fart pretty impressive even by my high standards. "Blimey that stinks, what's he been eating?" me Mum asked me Dad. "Well, he scoffed a load of cranberries whilst out on his walk this morning, so it must be that," me Dad replied. "Well waft it away will you, you don't have to let it linger." said me Mum. I almost forgot to congratulate Liverpool on winning the Carling Cup, their first trophy for six years at the weekend. That's a bit like pulling Anne Widdecombe on your first night out after being inside for a six stretch isn't it? Woof.