Back in 1992 - maybe 1993 - I bought a pair of Harley Davidson boots that cost me a few hundred quid. I thought this was pretty expensive at the time but must have had money for some reason as this was also the year I bought my ill-fated Triumph Spitfire.

That makes them at least 16 years old and I have pretty much worn them every single day of my life in some form or other. Today, I picked them up from being re-heeled (for just the fourth time I must add) only to have the cobbler (proper fixing!) say to me - "they look like a much loved old friend." He's right. I do love those boots. They've been with me for most of my adult life and have been used as ashtrays, carrying puppies and kittens, defending property, kickstarting lawnmowers and cars and probably a ton of other events that I have since forgotten about.

They're a bit battered and could do with a polish - which they will get tonight - but they keep on going and despite their batteredness, show no sign of giving up on me. Everything should be made like this - and it would be if we only ever bought things that deserved to have money spent on them.

Note to self: write to Harley Davidson.

I have also decided that I need a theme tune for 2010. I have deemed that it will be Ladies and Gentlemen by Saliva. Hunt it down, listen to the words of wisdom and roll in the mud folks.

In fact, I'm sure there's a video for it somewhere. Shall hunt it down later today and post accordingly.

My excellent and equally resilient friend, Lynne, also got back in touch today, not that we were out of touch but neither of us has really had much to say for the best part of a year. Amongst her multitude of projects is Recharged Radio - "Maybe I would like a show there?".

Maybe I would... maybe I would.

Big Dog is back in town.

Talking of trailers, which I'm sure I was earlier - check out this one for the Doctor Who Christmas Special. I'm going to cry like a girl... and so are you.