- Why are some women obsessed with those paper toilet seat covers? At my temp job, not a moment goes by in the loo without hearing the annoying rustle-rustle of someone wasting a bunch of trees. Why use them? What kind of things are they protecting your bottom against? Some kind of deadly disease that miraculously cannot penetrate the magical fibres of the thinnest paper sheet known to man? I just don’t get them.

- Does anyone else ever get night terrors? I never had them as a child but managed to develop them in adult life, along with grinding my teeth in my sleep. I had a classic one last night, where I leapt out of bed shrieking about something and only woke up when I was standing by the bedroom door, having given Vince a heart attack. I had also managed to whack my shin on the bed so hard that I needed to ice my leg for twenty minutes before I could go back to sleep. And that’s not even the worst injury I’ve given myself from a night terror.

- Why, when I’ve lived in the States for over 6 years, do I still think that $35 for a nice piece of clothing is too expensive, but £20 for a nice top is a decent price? My brain has never made the transition and I still sometimes have to switch things back to GBP in order to figure out if it’s good value.

- I’m in love with Birchbox, as it sends me fancy products that I can’t afford to buy but I get to use anyway. For $10 a month! Even my brain knows that’s a bargain.

- Why be Denny Different?