Imagine every time you made love to somebody, you had Louis Theroux come up behind you and back you on the back. It'd be truly mortifying, wouldn't it? And that's just happened to this guy. I imagine the only reason he's still doing it is because he needs more money for his zombie truck

It is not a good look for our country to still have the Church as legislators. I can't think of a less religiously-minded nation in Europe than England. We just don't give a toss about being told what to do by people in silly hats.

In the autumn of 2005, I was persuaded my now good friend Andrew Aveling to join his band as an eighteen-year-old big-haired skinny-jeaned tambourine madman.

This weekend I'll be returning to the Isle of Wight to watch bands, drink some pints of Carling and regularly pray that it doesn't rain.