You'll be selling Peterborough to aliens next. "Look, it's not 'orrible after all and you can get brilliant bacon butties at the station." Can't think of anything else your average alien will need, and besides, you can distract them with picture postcards of the cathedral.

I like looking out on the countryside between Peterborough and your home. There is lots of sky, and the trees are all bent in the direction of the wind. I see Ents on that journey.

I hope the pain is easing up, and if anything, it's a bug that goes far, far away, and never returns.