Meg writes "You wouldn't believe it was possible to have a forty minute discussion about whether V.D. comes with or without apostrophe these days."
Had me puzzled for a second until I realised that for her, VD means Valentine[']s Day, while for me it means a trip to the clap clinic. In case you're thinking of going for a check-up, are a gay man, and live in London, I recommend East One on Thursday evenings at the Royal London Hospital.
On the subject of 'social diseases', I loved the Dame Edna Experience's anecdote this week: "My doctor asked me if I knew who I got it from. I replied, 'when you eat a can of beans, you don't know which one made you fart!'"