Don't apologise Rhiannon, Mr Bladup has gone on about my age at least six times previously so you were quite right to ask him to desist.

FYI he's no spring chicken, 38, so I don't know where he gets his concerns about age. (I'm just a lad really, 11 years older than Julian, and still have a couple of brain cells.)

He also worries I'm too old and tweedy and schoolmasterish for this place, but it's dangerous to assume stuff about people. I share a pub with Robert Plant who happens to live by me (he's 2 years younger) and he doesn't regard me as tweedy!