Best. Day. Ever. After a month's hiatus – a month, people – my replacement hard disk finally arrived today. Let joy be unconfined. Seriously, four weeks going cold turkey on the whole laptop thing has not been pleasant, and I've been a more fractious and boring human being because of it.

But as if that weren't enough for one day, the tiny rural village (pop. ≈250) from which I hail was catapulted to national fame tonight, appearing on primetime BBC 2 in Coast. Not only that, but during the 1:42 segment, the UK was also made aware of the wonder that is the World Flounder Tramping Championships. I'm not quite sure I can do justice to getting across the slightly manic feeling that overtook me and had me yelling "Oh, my God" at the TV. Suffice to say that my excitement almost matched the moderately unbecoming enthusiasm my better half demonstrated for presenter Neil Oliver.