Ask anyone for a torture scene in a film, and many people would probably point to the scene in Casino Royale where Le Chiffre interrogates Bond by flicking him in the balls. Trust me, that’s nothing compared with what I had in endure this afternoon. I was having a lovely trundle along the Regents Canal. That’s still one of my favourite routes, but I hadn’t been that way in a while so I was feeling quite cheerful, when I came to the Camden Market. It was predictably quite busy there, being a Sunday afternoon; but you should have smelled all the food! I came across a stall selling American pancakes with real maple syrup, and I suddenly felt absolutely starving. I could tell they would be so warm and sweet and tasty The problem was, being out alone I had nobody around to feed me, and trying to eat such things myself would just result in a great big mess. That meant I had to beat down the temptation, but needless to say it needed all the determination I could muster. Trust me, Bond had it easy! Oh, the things I go through sometimes.