I've done many jobs in my time, from frying huge quantities of chips (covered in tiny burns) through putting 26oz bottles of lemonade in crates (tore your fingers to shreds) and even watching bottles come off a washer to make sure they were clean (turns you blind and twitchy). I've stood out in the bitter, freezing rain watching a satellite launcher while everybody else crouched indoors playing with the autopilot. I've been p'd on by lions (literally) I've been alone in an aeroplane frightened s''tless, I've been eyeball to eyeball with a lion fish at 25 metres below the surface, found out for a fact that a car doesn't fly straight and level, a very large rocket engine at 200 metres makes your belly shake, that when the kit begins to glow it's nice be sure where the off switch can be found, that you can get so excited that you forget to turn the system off and you and Prince Philip get within 2.3 seconds of being wiped off the planet (he doesn't know about that little mistake) and I've stood on stage in front of 2,000 people and wished I could remember the words. Even after all that I wouldn't have his job. Thnkyou but no - there just isn't enough money.