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Today's most exciting event was the hanging of a Mostly Comedy banner in Hitchin Market Place. Where's Wallys? I should probably scale that statement down by clarifying it was the most exciting event of today for me ; I’m sure there were bigger and better things happening somewhere on the planet that were of more significance to humanity than displaying a tarpaulin sign with my face on it, but between that, booking an appointment to get my ears syringed and paying £40 into the bank, it was definitely my personal highlight. Another thing it’s worth making clear is I didn’t put it up myself, and nor did Glyn. We enlisted the kindly (and more manly) men from Hitchin Fire and Rescue Service as we knew they’d be more adept than us up a rickety ladder, plus it was an excuse to see a fire engine. Our last attempt at sign hanging was a case in point. Personally, I was blissfully absent, but Glyn and a friend put it up using a ladder that ...

Our Mostly Comedy banner is missing in action. The last confirmed sighting was on Sunday evening, when I was walking through Hitchin Market Place with my wife. I didn't stare at it, as it’s awkward when you walk past an outsized piece of tarpaulin with your face on (I’m sure you know the feeling), but it was definitely there. Then Glyn drove through the square a few days later, looked up at where it should have been and did a double take, as the rectangular blighter was gone; all in all, that was £53.76 well spent. I assume it came down in the wind; that, or it was ripped down by someone with a ladder and a grudge. If so, they could have had the decency to wait until the end of February when the slot we’d booked was up, as then they’d have be doing us a favour. The question is where did it end up? Did it blow away, like a helium balloon at a charity balloon race? Did it kill a man? If so, will his family book tickets to see one of...