Thanks a lot. One of my great joys in life is turning up to work sweating so when you closed the only window on the tube and cut off all ventilation, I was delighted to feel the temperature rocket from too far away from you to do anything about it. Those tube trains are often only stifling so good on you for ensuring it got really hot in there. I was particularly pleased to see that you clearly did it not because you’ve got some freakish body temperature, but to protect your ringlets from being blown around a bit – it being quite impossible to choose a different part of the train to get on since there are four bloody doors and only one open window. That you’re at the arse-end of your thirties and really too old for long ringlets makes it clear you’ve never stopped being daddy’s spoiled little angel and deserve to get your way in every aspect of life.