I can be. The other day, I was driving on a 70mph road and the lead car two in front hit a young deer. She had tried her best to avoid it but there was nothing she could do.

She pulled over with her signals flashing and as I went past I realised no one was going to stop, and then I had the thought of that happening to my wife, who is a vegetarian and would have been in bits, so I pulled over and ran back to check on her.

She was crying and shaking, I asked her to drop the window a bit and if she was ok. I told her it wasn’t her fault and she should take as long as needed before driving, and that I would be in my car if needed.

I had my lunch and her husband soon arrived, coming to thank me, which I wasn’t expecting. They were very nice and it was very sad and I was slightly emotional. They left eventually and I carried on with my day.

I can be grumpy as fuck, though.

I’m a pheasant plucker.

No.

Simple answer: No.

I’m a lovely person to everyone until they show me that they don’t deserve it. After that, they are dead to me. Unfortunately, one of the people who has shown me that they don’t deserve my time or respect is me, so i treat myself like shit. This does not work out so well for me.