I was really pissed off yesterday. After a nice bowl of Fruit and Fibre, I was settling down to do some work, looking forward to going for a bicycle ride with Laup and generally unwinding in time for the weekend, when there was a knock at the door.
Expecting it to be Laup, I opened the door and shouted "come on in, big boy", so imagine my surprise when three bureaucrats walked into my house. The fact that Friday is my nude day made it rather awkward, too.
I was woken up at around 05:00 by the sound of helicopters and loudhailers outside my house. I crawled out of a deep sleep, but before I could even open the curtains to see what was happening, my door was kicked in and the house invaded by a snatch squad from Manchester City Council.
Armed with tasers, I didn't stand a chance. I was overpowered within seconds, and dragged out of my house naked to a waiting helicopter and taken to a secret military base near Bolton. The military personnel