Cycling home tonight, a police car whizzed past me, blue lights flashing, siren blaring.
Two sets of traffic lights down the road, I spotted the same police car, pulled up in a bus lane, lights still flashing but only one policeman sat in the car on the passenger side and no criminal in site.
As I cycled past, the other policeman was strolling back from the local corner shop to his flashing illegally parked vehicle, clutching two bottles of Lucozade.
Turns out they just really needed an emergency fix of concentrated energy.
Flat pets are a perfect for people who don't have enough space in their homes for a real pet or have a tendency to kill houseplants just by putting them on their desk.
As well as rabbits, you can also get White Kitten, Neon Ginger Kitten and Golden Yellow Labrador Puppy.
The best things about these pets (apart from never having to bother with cumbersome things like triggering allergies, emptying litter trays or dealing with worming tablets) is that they don't need a pet passport
I didn't go to art school so I've never had one before but technically, I don't think it was a crit in the true sense of the word.
There wasn't any sitting around, defending your work while everyone else slagged it off and then finding a poetic corner to weep in afterwards (though there were a few late nights in getting it all ready)
It was more like a mini exhibition of everything the creative team have produced in the last year.
It's only when you print it all out, set up several computers to display all the digital content and stick everything up on the wall that you realise what you've been doing for the last 48 weeks.
From our packaging, all our digital content and our new book
Through to all the great stuff we've done with our kids' range
All the other stuff like The Big Knit
And the little innocent touches
We had it all in one room, on display for everyone to see.
People came along
They looked, they listened and had a read of everything
Stroked their chins, quaffed champagne and savoured a few canapes (if you can pass off rollmops as canapes)
Creative attire was compulsory
And it went down so well that we've been asked to set it all up again for our company meeting at the end of December.
It's good to reflect sometimes.
As my old music teacher Mr. Hamilton used to say, if you don't blow your own trumpet, you'll never get a place in orchestra.
I used to go there all the time as a kid when it was known as The Hancock Museum (the sign above the door still says Hancock)
I loved the Hancock. It was full of old wooden glass cabinets with the most amazing array of everything from mummies through to insects, flowers, stuffed weasels, mountain lions and barn owls plus a life size T-Rex skeleton and a giant whale.
It had that gloomy yet enticing feel about it which made you want to ditch your parents, wander off, get lost and learn loads.
It's been shut for a while for a refurb and given that millions were spent doing it, I worried it was going to lose its old museum charm.
Brilliantly it hasn't.
The building is essentially the same. Same grand old staircases and a few of the cabinets knocking about. They've made the bits that were too dark much lighter and airier but retained the atmospheric half light for the areas that need it.
As well as keeping the stuffed animals, mummies and cabinets, there are also loads of new exhibits, displays and lots of interactive stuff.
I liked this sign
Being able to touch stuff really compacts the whole learning experience (and it's nice not being told off before you've even done anything wrong)