So I don’t knows how I got this big. And I don’t knows how I got stuck up Big Ben (that’s the clock not our local postie – who is coincidentally big and called Ben). But here is a movie style poster of a recent incident involving me in Westminster. And yes, it is the season of the magical mushroom.  And yes, everything is full of slightly mutated colours. And yes, I am drinking a pint which could fill a swimming pool. Aces.