I love the inventiveness of some people, their sheer daftness really. Today's Guardian had a section devoted to the 50 best places to have a fried breakfast in Britain. They'd done it in conjunction with the London Review of Breakfasts. No, I did n't know that existed either, and I definitely don't know whether it's weekly, monthly, annual, one-off...no idea. Suggest you ask them.

Many of the top 50 entries were reviews submitted pseudonymously and it's their pen-names. more than the reviews in some cases, that have stuck with me. Could you resist reading a review of the Great British Breakfast written by Muffin Gaye or Egon Toast or HP Seuss ? How about the latest in the grilled sausage world from Herby Banger ? On the perfect breakfast egg by Orva Easy, or more authoritatively, from the office of Dr Sigmund Fried? There were nods to the step-child of breakfasts - the continental, with a paean from Pam au Chocolat and a heartfelt note from Armand Croissant.

I've been laughing all day at these names. Wonderfully bad punning.