As usual, I spent last weekend at Claire’s pub in Yorkshire.

Noel (assistant manager) mentioned that he’d brought his laptop in a few days earlier, and Claire had shown him this site, and Monkeys Like Us. He’d particularly liked the haemophiliac strip.

Claire gave me Such a glare, and muttered that she’d still not forgiven me for turning that conversation into a cartoon..

I thought it safer to accept the glare than point out that she can’t have been That mad, as it was her that had shown the strip to her colleagues..

I was telling this story to WorkNeil and (Pixie), when (Pixie) asked what a haemophiliac is. Obviously I lied to him, to the extent that he too now thinks he’s a haemophiliac because he really wants to have sex.

(Pixie) you may remember isn’t really called Pixie, and uses a dating website.

We’re trying to convince him to change his profile on the site he uses, to include something like “seeking haemophiliacs for fun and games”

Disclaimer: Haemophilia is a terrible condition, and is not funny. People who think Haemophilia means wanting lots of sex however, Are funny