When I arrived at work at 9.00am this morning (Saturday I'd like to point out), I wondered why I hadn't yet heard the news that Britain had been invaded during the night.
Apart from the special forces operative standing outside my office building holding his Hechler & Koch, there was literally billions of police swarming all over the City of London, no exaggeration, a Challenger CR2 Tank blocked my way on Aldersgate Road, and then the Band of Her Majesty's Royal Marine Commando Training Centre strolled down Long Lane where I work, piping out "Who Do You Think You Are Kidding Mr Hitler".
I then rememberd that today is the Lord Mayor's Show.
It could be argued then, that this morning wasn't the best day for me to turn up here to try and find contact details for the Senior Vice President of Walmart Stores Inc to put into our company database, as my concentration has been slightly broken by the forty five or so brass bands that have thundered past the window.
The impressive sights and sounds even started to wear a little thin, thanks to the nature of my hangover. That was until I sojourned to the roof for a sneaky ciggarette where at the same time I watched and listened to a band made up of young RAF cadets, as they went past.
Smiling away in the sunshine were young men and women of every race, creed and colour marching in unison, as friends and as comrades.
I've got to say, that really did give my usually bitter and twisted heart a massive dose of cheer. God bless this great nation of ours.
Being in work, with no-one around, gives me this ideal opportunity to update my website and to inform you that two more individuals have agreed to meet me.
Jason Queally is the only cyclist on my list of 500. Having won an Olympic gold medal for GB and having laid claim to being the fastest man on the face of the earth, I think Michael did very well to include him on the list. I hope to make his acquaintance outside the Oval Cricket Ground in the not to distant future.
Meanwhile, the Right Honourable Neil Kinnock or to use his correct title, Baron Kinnock, former leader of the Labour Party and former VP of the EC has also kindly agreet to accept my request. He will be the first of the Welsh celebrities to agree to meet me, although I could find just three others on Michael's list, Charlotte Church, Colin Jackson and Anne Robinson.
9 fighter jets have just roared overhead. I'm not sure what they were, but if I was to hazard a guess, I'd say aeroplanes. I'm back off to the roof now, hopefully just in time to see Therese the camel trot by.