Day two of Royal Ascot, and a profit of £24. Hurrah! I should be doing this for a living. Especially the way things are going on the writing front. Having been out in Ipswich for most of the day, I discovered late last night that the BBC made this announcement yesterday afternoon about the Last Laugh sitcom-writing competition:

"Right everyone step away from your phones. The short-list has been drawn up and the people have been called. If you haven't received a phone call from us yet then I'm sorry but you haven't made the short-list."

Damn that phone for not ringing. It's another travesty. But on the plus side, I'm sure the word 'shortlist' doesn't have a hyphen, so that's some consolation. The BBC clearly don't know how to write either.

So instead of being contacted with multi-million pound comedy contracts, I'm left fielding e-mails like this one, which arrived yesterday:

"Hi there, I'm on the look out for an MB boardgame called 'Spider and Fly', which you review on this site. Do you or your friend have one of these games to sell? Many thanks, Lewis."

Funnily enough, I do have a review of that game on my site. Frankly it's the best thing on there. And anyone who can find it, without resorting to the search facility, wins a major prize. No, really. Your time starts now...