I've been poisoned, stabbed, beaten, set on fire, hit by cars and thrown out of a plane.
I'm a broken shell of a man - but nothing can stop me from getting to work, so that you and me can get things done.
Or so it thought... until I got to the office, reached a crippled hand into my pocket and found that I'd left my keys at home and couldn't get in.
I'm really very badly injured now, so it's going to take me quite a while to go back and get them.
In the meantime, if you need any help between now and next Monday, you can contact Rosie or Lou.