Exciting new look!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is so exciting I was compelled to use more exclamation marks than a hyperactive PE teacher enthusiastically designing a poster about his birthday party. Probably one involving squat thrusts. When you consider that I am one of those punctuation scrooges who see exclamation marks as the literary equivalent of laughing at your own joke, you'll begin to gain some understanding of the level of excitement on show here.

I invite you all to gasp in admiration at my blog's beguiling and appropriately pink new look. Of course, blog historians of the future will be unaware of its previously underwhelming aesthetic. But you, privileged readers of the present, will no doubt be suitably impressed by the transformation. Congratulations on sharing in the glory.

Homophobes and cliche-phobes may object to my choice of colour. To homophobes I say that you are now wrong about at least two things, and also that you should take the matter up with the football and rugby teams of Palermo and Stade Francais respectively. And to cliche-phobes I cite the determined reluctance of my wife and I - prior to our daughter's birth - to allow pink to permeate every aspect of her life, and the rapid crumbling of this resolve in the face of the colour's irrefutable suitability for little girls. You try having a daughter and let's see how long you persevere with cream and beige. And what sort of a stupid, made-up term for yourself is cliche-phobe anyway?