I've practised juggling for at least an hour every day since the task was set. And although I'm now fairly good at it, I doubt I'll manage to meet the five-minute mark in a fortnight's time. (At present, my record time is a meagre thirty-six seconds: impressive considering the state of my hand-eye co-ordination, but not impressive enough.)

Aside from necessity for the purpose of the task, I'll be sticking with the training because of the vast amount of testicle jokes it encourages me to use. Not that I normally need any encouragement, mind.

Anyhow, I'm off out in a bit; Michael W's invited me to a Japanese horror night at his gaff. Mata ashita.